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porcupine quill

Today I was supposed to go and begin hunting for a new job, since I got my ass laid off yesterady. I got up and got mostly dressed.

Well, I decided I could afford to slack for one day, so I fell asleep on the couch.

I woke up with something jabbing into my wrist very hard. It was what looked like a porcupine quill. No shit.

It's a pointy hair of some sort that was stuck into the skin of my wrist.

What the fuck is it, and how did it get in my house?

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