But I think it's a naan issue.
My father figure.
C.I.D
Gravitationally attractive that is
a waning gait.
I tend to play it every couple of weeks now.
People are just dying to get in (The original dad joke)
"What's it like Mark?" "Eye Opening" http://youtu.be/3BtKgD6CeA8?t=48s
Patient: no, I think I'll see my self out.
I think therefore I Yam.
This is the Weigh.
Whizdom
“Trump’s Not Down For the Count”
Remains to be seen!
Sea stars are doin' it for themselves
It all started next Tuesday
…he’s wanted for his ill-begotten Gain
That’s a lot of wasted votes
You gotta act like a nut
Disturbed's lead singer just laughed like a monkey and said he was "down with the thiccness."
Czechia later.
A drugby player
Like, you gain inheritance, you lose your dad.
I call it my Covid- 19
I need to stop eating cold turkey
They crept in. It was pitch black and stone quiet. They were suddenly starting to regret this dare. Stupidly, only one brought a flash light. The aggressive darkness and inky black yielded with grudging compliance but always seeming to push back. They moved cautiously onward amid the dust and cobwebs. The floor creaked. They breathed in tight, quick breaths. You could hear a pin drop.
Suddenly, there was a deep moan. "OOOOOOOOUUUUU". It seemed from below them. The house had been abandoned for years. Who or what could make such a sound? The boys looked at each other, but continued on, hearts pounding in their chests.
As they proceeded into the kitchen they encountered a swarm of flies. Buzzing and beating their necks and faces, they rushed and stumbled to the door, not stopping to see what they were truly feasting on. They slammed the door behind them. Maybe a body? But no way were they going back to find out. And again came the sound, "ooooOOOOOooooOOUUU" but louder this time, and closer.
They proceeded through the dark into the dining room. They saw a fully set dining table covered in cob webs. Dust-covered regal-looking glasses, goblets and silverware adorned the table. Spiders climbed on ivory plates. Clearly a house of privilege and set for a grand feast which never happened.
Or, perhaps, met a fatal end?
They pushed on. But again that unearthly howl.
"oooooOOOOOOOOOOOUuuuuUUUUuuUUOOOOooo".
They found the basement staircase, and from below, the sounds seemed to be emanating. Could they proceed? Would they? Did they dare? Two of the boys looked at each other, faces filled with worry.
But the third said, confidently, "We're going down there." Not wanting to seem the weaker, the other two boys steeled themselves and nodded.
The stairs creaked and groaned evily under their feet. The rickety banister shook in angry defiance. Insects and vermin scattered underneath them with every step. They were descending into hell, they knew, but none would turn back.
And the sound: "oOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUuuuuUUOOOO". Now loud enough to fill not only their heads but seeming to claw at their very souls!
Now at the basement door! The antique, crying squeak of the hinges eeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEee made the boys wince and almost cover their ears. But they had to know. WHAT is making that horrible, terrible sound?
"ooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUoooooUUUUUUUOOOOOOO"
In the center of the basement lay an unholy coffin! A twisted artistic expression of murder, decay and
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First it was the Freshman-15, then the Covid-19.
They can't gain the mussel memory
Wat goes a round, comes a round
They have nothing to Gain from it.
My arms got tired but I'll pick her up again later
It happened by snaccident.
would you gain or lose marks for not using capital letters...?
They're now facing a glass action lawsuit.
