Here comes Smokie
A couple of weeks ago my husband and I were sitting at a table having coffee in an indoor shopping center right before they closed for the night. The place was dead silent except for one of the food stands closing out their register and printing the day’s receipts. The sound that it was making caused echoes throughout the shopping center that sounded just like the smoke monster. We looked at each other at the same time with wide eyes and my husband said in a terror filled whisper ”run.” MLIL
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