Sitting in peace, reading the paper in a sweet, mellow, restful agenda, sat Jimmy Jones, in his secret identity, adrift in the unknowing media sea and him with a song in his heart, maintaining a soothing contemplative state. The television office personnel knew not to bother him until it was time for the big show. At that time, Jimmy would reveal his public persona, with loud harsh words donning his Crazy Cornac wrestling outfit. Thumping along the wrestling ropes surrounding the ring, he gnashed his teeth and swore impending victory over his opponent.
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The Bag Lady 
Wow, that image with the fish is really great, too.
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Brilliant Cheryl! ❤
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