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The registrar of Nigeria's university entrance exams reported in May that almost 2,000 of the students had been caught in cheating scams. And you thought those scams you were receiving were from dumb people. College does prepare you for something.

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News from Pigeon Falls– the little town in my basement, where the trains still run, dragons fly, and stories are told. – The Liar’s Club summer story contest continues. Yesterday it was Jill Groop facing the judges. Here is her story:
Those of you who are from Pigeon Falls must remember my old uncle Raymond. He used to come to visit every three or four years and stay for a month or two. He was the one who would go into Nancy’s or the Fly Inn and brag about his world travels. According to my uncle he had gone just about everywhere in the world there was to go. He had some fantastic stories to tell. The strangest one I can remember was about an island that he discovered. On that island there were six hundred pound canaries that could fly. Now that would be one big bird. But not only could they fly but they were tough. My uncle said he saw one rip a cow to shreds so he stayed out of their way. Now I didn’t believe a word of it, not one single word. But a few months ago I was going through the stuff I got after Raymond died. I found a picture of huge yellow birds. Let me pass that out to you. Of course you could fake something like this with Photo Shop. But my uncle didn’t even own a computer. There was also a map of an island. So I decided to take some of the money I inherited from Raymond and charter a boat. I went to the Island. Sure enough there were the six hundred pound canaries . What my uncle didn’t tell me is how wonderfully they sang. I have never heard anything so beautiful in all my life. When the bird finished I wanted to applaud. But then I remembered that these were tough birds and I shouldn’t call attention to myself. There was no way that I wanted to be ripped to shreds. While I was there I saw one flying over with what looked like one huge mouse. I guess that was lunch. I took some pictures which I am going to pass out. You will notice the size of the birds. I tried to record their singing but I did something wrong and the copy failed. Now if you want to check out my story I can give you the coordinates of the island. It would be worth it for the singing alone. Just don’t get too close.
The judges gave her a 9.7 which ties her for first place with Jon Bergall.
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Had a pretty good day today. Watched my soaps. Took a nap. Then I went out top eat with Christine and her new husband. It was a good meal and lots of information was exchanged. I like the guy. He seems to really love Christine. I came back to discover that I sent out one of my prizes to the wrong person. I got the address fouled up. Now I need a breathing treatment.
GBYA