The Bomb

About 12 i think...

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The bomb sits before me, glistening in the Sun.
Which wire to cut?
Red?
Or Green?
Red.
It must be...
*SNIP*
IT IS!
Phew.
Bugger!
Dropped it.
BOOM!

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I guess when you defuse a bomb, there is no danger of it blowing up from dropping, but, hey, this is a special kinda bomb, ahem

The End

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