Thursday, 25 March 2010
Once upon a time in Fnideq, a small town in northern Morocco, there was a car that really needed to be washed.
So the car went to the shop.
And in the trunk of the car, there was a little white goat, and that goat really needed a shower too.
But once washed, the goat started to shiver.
No problem though: she put on her cardigan.
(and then, just like that, she felt like calling someone).
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