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The Giant Eyeball

"We were looking for a place to grow weed, in Mississippi, in the middle of nowhere, of course," Roger pauses for effect, "and then we see this giant eyeball, right there in the middle of the sky."

"An eyeball?" I'm nursing a hangover, feeling suspicious about this eyeball story.

"Wait, I didn't get to the weird part of it yet." Roger splashes Crystal hot sauce onto his scrambled eggs. "The funny thing is, we all saw it. Peter and Bonnie and Moriarty and me."

"Yeah, so."

"One by one they forgot about the eyeball. I'm the only one who remembers it."

Story by:

Sara Jacobelli

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25 November 2013