Start laughing and laughing and laughing for no good reason

You laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh lan laluhg haluhlaufalsufh and he was screaming, this boy, in the middle of the road. He'd been there all day. He looked a bit like your son, you thought, but your son would have been at school by now. You looked out your window at him. There was something you loved about -

You stop and think that something is amiss, and then remember about how your house is some sort of one room mobius strip. Ah yes. Well, anyway.

The End

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