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He was a little man with a big nose. His nose wasn't always so big and neither was he always so small. But as luck, fate, the gods, goddesses, or just bad mojo would have it, the more he stuck his nose where maybe it shouldn't be and where even the sun may not have shone so brightly, well, the bigger it got. At first he kind of liked this happening to him because he, like so many others had heard before him that if you have a big protuberence, well you can have a more well endowed.......sense of smell (or something like that). Unfortunately this did not occur. Instead the bigger his nose got , the smaller everything got including the muscles that held up his..neck. And with his ever burgeoning nose, his head kept wanting to plop over. How sad. You may ask, why on earth didn't he just stop sticking his nose where it didn't belong.Remember how I told you that everything else kept getting smaller? Well, that did include his brain. So in the end, the man who stuck his nose into everything, had to have a stick stuck up his nose.
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