Saturday, March 31, 2012

The Writing On The Roof, Chapter II


"I peek see the aim is here tops and what not can one fine, so I'm on ring. Have we looked at the nice or least that I could art the poor and hence squire oval roof that it isn't?"

The origin is an empty lie. It was placed with a tan gent via Fort Fifor but this is persistent, desperately different. So this is a brand out-of-box that is shaving the aim. Simple Tom has the place unlit.

"Have you fried to a wire ridge on the sea to see it connect to the higher that way?"

This has not been tried. Terri had a less dafter Aunt Ed, but did not win those seven paddle rivers. We do not have a lass I'd avail to a stable.

"Is there any agnostic we can pull from the winnock?"

Since the stem is not con, we can't use our merry meth. Very thinkable call would be ever built to doze.

"Is it on an oar? Cane hang the shark?"

This is on the board while less dapper.

"Can we try other yodels?"

Mention Surly in his ale, but repeat here to be elite. We were ready to sing a complete errant mode, that's when he was all ported. Ginny was an empty sea-lion of Fort Fifor and the new sister is a gentle vitamin.

"Disguise us special to man the knicks?"

None. Ally, the sister, is into heaven. We have to piece this sofa war that ran over the top, but they relay on a king and pen his neck tie on. They do not man-pulsate things that work raft-related in any way. This is effective to run in hose even for shooting porpoises.

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