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These are some lies we made up about Bock.
Aladdin emerged stacking pebbles by Vondell Brook.
A gargantuan prairie dog was distinguished peeking through apartment windows in Bock in the early morning hours before sunrise.
A space alien from space emerged rummaging around in garbage cans on a Bock residential street.
A space man was perceived hanging in the air like a balloon in Bock.
The ghost of an aged Indian chief was perceived in a hardware store in the Bock neighborhood. Several folks in the vicinity have had identical occurrences with a similar ghost.
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Ghost Sightings From Bock
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Ghost Sightings From Bock
Arthur are you cold?
- Yes, Delbert, I am.
- Get into the corner, it's 90 degrees.
Do you smoke Arthur? Asked Doctor Rueprecht.
- No.
- That's too bad, it would have done you good to quit.
Mom, why does dad have so little hair on his head?
- Well dear, it's because he thinks so much.
- Mom, why do you have so much hair on your head?.
Pay attention students, if this chemistry experiment fails the whole building will blow up and fly to high heavens in a cloud of black smoke. Now gather around so you can all follow along.
Arthur and his wife Gertrude was out for a romantic walk.
- Watch out Gertrude, dog poop, don’t step in it.
- Nah, that doesn’t look like dog poop. But I wonder what it could be. I'm curious, could you smell it dear and tell me what it is.
- Hmm, smells like dog poop to me.
- I'm not convinced dear, could you please touch it.
- Ok dear, for you anything. ... Well it does feel like dog poop
- I'm still not quite convinced dear, could you please taste it and tell me what it is.
- No Gertrude, can we just leave this thing behind us and move on not knowing what it is please?
- No Arthur, I really want to know what that is, now take a big bit out of it and tell me what it is.
Ok, ok, for you my dear anything...
Arthur takes a bite, chews it well.
-Aaahhh!!! &*$#@#$%!!! This is disgusting !!! It's definitely dog poop, no doubt about it.
- Lucky we didn't step in it then Arthur.
Gertrude was making breakfast for Arthur and the kids in the morning when Arthur rushes into the kitchen acting hysterically.
MORE EGGS!! MORE EGGS!! You need to use more eggs. MORE BUTTER TOO!! And MORE SALT!! NO NOT THAT MUCH!! NO NOT THERE OVER THERE!! Why don't you listen to me when you're cooking?? I said MORE EGGS!! no that's too many AAAHHH! TURN THEM OVER NOW!! HURRY! I SAID NOW!! More salt there, no not there I said THERE!! AAAAHH!! YOU'RE RUINING BREAKFAST!!
- Calm down Arthur, what's gotten into you?
- Oh nothing dear, I just wanted you to know how I feel when I'm driving.
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