a close up infared picture of warm broccoli

now that this explosion has occurred, I can recycle the hand-held detonation triggering device.

there don't appear to be any breaks

poland is become death

the apple of the drill instructor's eye finds himself in a bit of a pickle, and slightly in over his head.

someone has written a bunch of random letters, numbers and dollar signs in orange, on spiderman's sleeve. the nerve!

all he could do as he pointed with his third appendage was to warn them of the yellow protrusions and continue to carry his family's shield.

and the night soil swore, upon the crested moon swore he, terra - mine - tomorrow.

the fresh tough log fibre, did quite fill my guttock, upon thine day of birth.

I in bended knee, I in unabashed shame, I in and alone.

Upon my death I would prefer it be made the case that my four legged companion be secured to a statue of my likeness. 'Tis my final lesson.

The adventure reached an end when the coursework was due in.