I think MY fleas burrow into my scalp. That way they get both sanctuary (like the Hunchback of Notre Dame did) AND food, like people did by standing in soup lines during the Depression in U.S.
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I think MY fleas burrow into my scalp. That way they get both sanctuary (like the Hunchback of Notre Dame did) AND food, like people did by standing in soup lines during the Depression in U.S.
Wow! Lucky fleas!