The rule

On the weekend I was on a boat as i was rowing my oar down the river. As i floating down the river i saw some wrinkled mushrooms. There is some one picking the wrinkled mushrooms up, but the rule is not to puck up anything. That person gave me a wistful glare, i got a bit frighten So I went home. My mum was like why did you come home so early, there was a weird guy in the forest. Then there was a knock at the door so we answered the door and guess who was there.

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