everyone else, sell your shoe laces

Bland weaponry used by a kilt wearing sparrow ate lunch with her sister's pet judgement.

Not all of the licorice made up of racing sadness was consumed by the three year old who'd just recently lost, again, his left shoe.

Night time aquatics aren't reminiscent of something I'd forgotten. I should know.

In thirteen days the date will be a prime number; the last two digits of the current year is also a prime number; the third letter of the fast food restaurant around the corner is not a prime number, and is also not a number.

Detergent used as a night crawler makes the day time smell just slightly less rank.

Don't make the slop slirpy.