{"sf1_id":1781230,"sf2_id":"XekLVJpm","title":"five","author":"Jacob King","words":16,"posted_at":"2021-11-02T01:36:00.000Z","tags":["Drunk","Scribbling"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1781230-five","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/XekLVJpm","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/57/40/57409342-b84a-46ac-a3d9-d34950b7f671","description":"#5 of Drunk Work Scribblings from Fall 2019\n\n(originally written November 18, 2019)","content":"A woman named Cynthia walked into a cabbage.  \n  \nThe cabbage smelled funny.  \n  \nAnd so did Cynthia.  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Drunk Work Scribblings from Fall 2019","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1781229-four.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1781232-six.json"}}