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Wind Chimes Make Me Naseous

“Fuck the environment,” Bill yelled, reading the newspaper. Sally just rolled her eyes.

“I’m serious!” Bill screamed.

“You’re being stupid,” Sally said.

“Fucking Green technology!” Bill said.  “I don’t want to see a bunch of wind-mills and solar-fucking-panels laying around!  I don’t need that shit!”

“Wind-Turbines,” Sally said.  “Not Wind-mills.  Wind-Turbines.”

“Wind anything makes me sick!” Bill said.  “Fucking Wind Chimes makes me nauseous!”

“Wind chimes?” Sally asked.

And then he heard it, that clicking sound when the chimes get hit by the wind and the chimes sick.  Bill’s stomach rolled slightly and he lifted and ran to the bathroom.

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Title by: ladymegan
Story by: Jarvis

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