Blind Man, by Phillip Wilson Subscribe to rss feed for 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.
 
  
Posted: 2015-11-05 21:17:49 UTC

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