Carnival Topic : "Samson and Scissors"

I was sitting at FilisteiCaf? (Friends'Caf?) on the hill overviewing the town and drinking my Freddo when my mobile rang. I looked at the display, it was Goliath, my stock broker!

Hi, I sold the bloody papers in the end.

No, Samson, I just learned that Shittonex will do the Iimitup from a trustworthy source.

Why, stupid, do you listen to those kitchen rumors of idiots? I sold baisse without losses. That's something, isn't it?

While I was talking on the phone I was sensing somebody behind me. I turned my head, and what did I see? Delilah with huge scissors in her hands ready to cut my... wonderful hair. I try to run, but my feet were heavy like stones.

I tried to run... I sweat... In vain. Only the laughing of this whore hit my sensitive ears: Ha Ha Ha! She rises the scissors in a threatening move and .....

Get up Georgie, it's time to dress for carnival!!!

OUFF !In the end it was just a dream! I got up, went to the closet, opened it and took out the small bag. I dressed and looked in the mirror....

TheSamson wig, where did it go?

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