Strange and Strange met at the Strange Pool with a lunchbox
full of Strange Sandwiches.
“These will make us feel Stranger than Strange,” said Strange.
“Stranger than Stranger than Strange,” said Strange.
“Is it fair to name your kid Strange,” asked Strange.
Strange had just taken a bite of his Strange Sandwich so his
Strange Cheeks were too full to answer. He shrugged and kicked his Strange Toes in the
Strange Pool. Splish-splash.
“What kind of sandwiches are these?” Strange asked after a
while.
“Strange Baloney, Strange Bread, and Strange Cheese.”
Strange and Strange ate the whole box of Strange Sandwiches but didn’t feel any Stranger.
Strange and Strange ate the whole box of Strange Sandwiches but didn’t feel any Stranger.