I possess one horn-rimmed spectacle.
Similar substances.
Wobbling purple electric gelatinous tendrils emerging from crevices and zapping pazzerzby.
Down da cliff he fell, batterin' 'n' baggin' up his feet until they dropped off into all the other places. Well isn't that somethin'.
I bartered with a manatee, and all I got was this lousy sentence.
Wow, why are you wearing that particular tie and not a different one? It's like some sort of primitive mammal clawed through your guts and stretched you across a frame! Ha.
She marveled at his musk.
I am marveling at your musk right now.
Button up your potato, Philip, right now. Right now, Philosophical Philip, button up your soft potato, align the creases, slice the flesh, erupt the gun, shave the nest. I have counted to three a lot but I still can't count to four.
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My trains resemble my spectacles. I have inherited a large sum of nothingness.
Let's bust out the popcorn and follow the audience into the stairwells.
Halted hilt, hefty helicopter.
Clean bright gymnasiums, multicolored plastic objects. Silence except wind, camera abruptly zooms down on a slick red car cutting quickly through a cornfield.
I bought some curtains and now they're sitting on my countertop filling their roles as objects that are waiting to fill their roles as curtains.
Caustic mist swirls my face into thousands of purple pulsating organ meats. Yum!
Treat yourself to a solid day of plain old kickboxing. Take time to engage in the meals you eat, ya see, boy, they fill 'em up with nutrients jus' like soup, alrighty? They come from Spain, the Spaniards are really happy about all of the nutrients, so what I'm really ultimately trying to say is that I love to really ultimately try to say things.
RIGHT ON, BRA.
Trail mix: food for the trail. Trail mix: food. Trail mix: food that you can eat. Trail mix: here is some food for you to eat. Trail mix: this is food. Trail mix: food that you can bring with you when you follow trails. Trail mix: trails. Trail mix: the trail. Trail mix: a trail mix product. Trail mix: trail mix trail mix. Trail. Mix. Trails. Mixing. Trailing. Mixes.
These are my ears; observe them because I work hard to keep them nice and clean for your eyes so that you can observe them.
I want to move in with a baker and become a baking apprentice. I want to purchase a huge amount of land and just sit in it for weeks. Maybe bring a few billion tons of polar bear jerky and gnaw on that for a few thousand centuries. Ha, maybe I'll even give birth to a giant cow patty. Well, either way, I want your money, and I am more than willing to scrape out the inner walls of your lungs in order to ensure a smooth and orderly progression.
Milt. Melcome. Malcolm. Milkman. Milkmen. Ultimate milkmen. Direct milkmen. Milk men. Men with milk. Men representing milk. Milkiness. Milk men. Milkiness. Milk men. Milk. Men.
Oh boy, breakfast for breakfast again.
"Mom, what is this substance?"
"My child, the fruit of my loins, it is breakfast, my dear, my angel."
"Mom."
"Yes. I am that."
"You are that.
"Yes. That being your mom."
"That being my mom, and you are that."
"CH-CHING, CONGRATZ U WIN THE GAME D'DING-DING-DING-DING-DING-DINK-DINK-DINK-GZZZZZZZHHHHZZHZZHHHZHHZHHHHHZHGGZGGZGGZGGZGGH--"
Oklahoma, home of the Oklahoma residents.
Welcome to Chocolate World, where everything is chocolate-oriented.
I traded my luncheon for a bamboo stalk.
I rubbed my eyes with a sponge cake until they bled.
My mantel is covered with them. Old dead sponge cakes.
