After lights out
all the monks
come to-gether
to gossip, and
chat and do each
other’s hair.
***
And it’s all good fun.
***
But then,
one monk hits
another monk
with a heavy
slab of stone.
***
And suddenly,
it’s a pillow fight.
.
2.
Keep circulating the URL
t r e f o l o g y 
“We’re gonna need softer pillows!” (Last statement before one of the monks lost consciousness.)
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To the death
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Or, until the abbot, or one of their mothers comes to checks on them.
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So much for vows of silence.
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Right out the window.
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And I suppose the loser has to do his own hair? Very sad…
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Requisitioning down pillows for future fun Fridays.
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The smart play
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Very funny.
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Thank you, mitch, I appreciate it.
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Reblogged this on davidbruceblog #2.
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Thank you to the great David Bruce of #1 and #2 and sometimes #3
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I give thanks to the teacher who taught me to count to infinity and beyond: infinity plus 1, infinity plus 2, etc.
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And who was that teacher, folks, but trefology. Looks like another big win, folks!
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Now those are some tough “Monks”. I really like this one tref. The images and pain are felt.
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Thanks cb-h
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Pillow fight. Ha! How DO you come up with this stuff?
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