Around Christmas I was trying to reach something from the shelf and it was juuuusssst out of my reach. My finger tips brushed against the box (it wasn't cereal, this comic is full of lies). If only you were an inch taller you'd reach this, the shelf mocked me. Ha ha ha it said (or would have if it could speak).
Anyway, after several minutes of trying to reach the box I knew full well I could not reach a shop assistant came over and offered to get it for me.
And that is the end of this really mundane story I have typed out for you. Were you expecting some kind of punchline or witty anecdote among those letters? There is none of that, just mediocrity. That's all I have to offer. Imagine my autobiography (57 pages of cats and dogs).
If you're curious about my height I am around 7 feet tall. That may seem tall to you but I live in a town of giants. It's all about perspective....
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