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 | Sticky Note | | by clay hurtubise | | published on Jun 9, 2009 | It was a cold and blustery Halloween night and the costume party was about to start. Lacking a store bought costume, I had a friend help transform me into Sticky Note Man. As you might have guessed, all I wore that night was about 600 sticky notes and a huge pen on a string around my neck.
The parking lot at the bar was busy, what with the Bible convention going on across the street. Some of my sticky notes had stuck to his car seat: so there I am, bent over, while my friend applies fresh stickies to my butt. My soul was either cursed or saved that night. |
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I take it he has a lot to remember