The Curious Little Yellow Stick

This is the curious tale of the little yellow stick.

One day, after a hard days work. I climbed into a steaming hot bath. I had used a generous amount of Epsom Salts because this particular day I had received a "great many blows". My poor tired body slumped deep within the hot water and the darkness and quietness of the room was breathing me back to Melissa. I suddenly had the feeling I was not alone in the water! (Please play Jaws theme in your head now). Something kept brushing up against my thigh. There it was again and again. I was almost afraid to look but when I did I saw something alarmingly yellow. I reached as if fishing for the king trout and pulled up this little yellow toy.
I somehow smuggled it home from work. I don't know how. I don't know where. It is an enigma. But there it was in the bathwater. Stranger things have never happened in my tub before. From now on I bathe with the light on! 

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