Going on a Squeegee Hunt
I will admit that the whole title here is somewhat of a ruse, as I feared you wouldn’t come along if I told you what we would be stalking. It is just as elusive and much more terrifying. I am not referring to that illustrious beast, the Wumpus. No, this creature is much more maniacal, insidious, and almost impossible to catch. If I manage to snag one of these beauties, it will be the pinnacle of my career. That beast I am talking about? It is the dreaded mistake.
Thanks for agreeing to come on the hunt with me today, my dear chap. Unfortunately, we won’t be hunting for squeegees as I had originally…
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