Blind Man

By Phillip Wilson •
: A woman is taking a shower. Someone knocks on the door. “Who is it?”, the woman ask. “Blind man.” She rushes to the door without anything around her. “Where would you like the blinds?”, the man said.
By Phillip Wilson •
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