too bad it isn't fledgling
The myopic version of the soldier who didn't know what year it wouldn't have been had the knife he carried with him had been sharpened one time less than it had been. Sore ankles made of Neptune asteroid pieces derive little from the idea that stains in your left sock removed by a ferry boarding card would dance a jig used by a table saw to hollow out doughnut holes.
It would be a crazy idea, that idea that would have been crazy. I should know.
Who would have guessed that Texas would get a prolonged snow and cold bout; well. I suppose I could have given the understanding I have with respect to the correlation between a decrease in the difference between Arctic temperature and Equatorial temperature causing the jet stream to meander wildly rather than to bullet across our infinitesimal blue planet in a roughly straight line. Yes, the difference between the Arctic air temperature and the Equatorial air temperature is decreasing as the Arctic air rises inconceivably fast due to global warming and anthropogenic climate change.
The Orion constellation is particularly clear this time of year in the evenings in my latitude.
Sending a bowling ball in your place to attend the wedding of the third least important acquaintance you met while at a chicken dinner dance event is probably not the best idea that a wall-eyed sturgeon could do if milked for a mild cheese. Now if the bowling ball was pink, however, that practically changes nothing.
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