Holy Trembles!


There was a man who worked at Central Market in South Lake, Texas. His job was a little awkward. He wasn’t a cashier or a bagger or a stocker. He was an attendant. Every time I saw him, he was positioned where the shelves of chips met the end of the chocolate aisle, midway between…
Outside the house that I grew up in, there was this massive tree, one of the biggest I’ve ever seen in a residential neighborhood. The roots of that tree were so strong that they were intrusive. The two squares of sidewalk nearest the tree’s base sat at a seventy-degree angle against the trunk, and the…
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haha i agree. Earthquakes are not that fun to be in. I havent been in a California one, but i have in a Las Vegas one and a few in Alaska. The shaking of your body and the things around you isnt a comfortable situation.
Eek! I hate earthquakes. I’ve only felt the tiniest tremor once and it was enough for me.
LOL at your last line.
Earthquakes and apartment fires, its no wonder you can’t get any work done.
I felt a little tremble once when I was younger, of course it was in Ohio so there was no fear of falling into the ocean.
Good luck with that.
That’s gotta be weird. The only time my apartment trembles is when my upstairs roommate has sex.
Seriously.