Saturday, August 24, 2024

Sunshine like a milk truck basking in the rain

Oh that 400$ would just drop into my lap.

But a pie made of frog legs and electricity wouldn't phase the least of all who would make a decision that smells particularly like a rotten egg spread liberally upon a partially toasted piece of thirteen day old bread.

Sending the kite flying expedition to the southernmost point of the palindromic named river in the eastern most province or state or county or country is the most middle imaginative situation that a vast proportion of all people worldwide would spend exactly zero seconds considering.

Okay, okay, well then. A star crossed eyepiece made of lint and a fugue was thrown spasmodically over the edge of the bridge that spanned the river in that previous paragraph. Apart from the person who threw it, hardly no one else noticed.

Caught, cot, draught, daft, cat rat that sat, say, way? day.

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