sliding downhill in a margarine container
As far as Fridays are concerned, this is one of them.
My left ankle is not particularly oddly shaped. Neither is my right ankle.
Many insist that no legally binding agreement will come out of the Copenhagen environmental talks that are to start soon. I do not insist that no agreement will come out. Instead of insisting, I will prognosticate that no agreement will come out.
In order to follow the pattern that makes this a pattern post this paragraph will have to have one sentence more than the previous one. One way I can do this is by coming up with a new idea for this paragraph. I would write about fish. Or not.
2 comments:
ive often wondered what it would feel like to drown in butter.
I have gone sliding downhill in a cardboard box. I would not advise doing so on a very steep hill. Stacking it really, really hurts, as I found out.
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