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Story 166: On A Binge

When the drunkard finally came home from

a drunken binge, he ripped the front door
right off its hinge. Then tripped on the

rug's fringe, and hit his head and began to
twinge.

Upon his face came a ghostly tinge, and
upon his wife's face came a disgusting

cringe.