Patricia loves the sound of nails strongly pressed against the chalkboard. Wisdom is easily acquired when hiding under the bed with a saucepan on your head. He had reached the point where he was paranoid about being paranoid I’m working on a sweet potato farm. In that instant, everything changed. The Tsunami wave crashed against the raised houses and broke the pilings as if they were toothpicks. It took him a while to realize that everything he decided not to change, he was actually choosing. They called out her name time and again, but were met with nothing but silence. The light that burns twice as bright burns half as long. She could hear him in the shower singing with a joy she hoped he'd retain after she delivered the news. Dan took the deep dive down the rabbit hole. He had a wall full of masks so she could wear a different face every day. Their argument could be heard across the parking lot. While on the first date he accidentally hit his head on the beam. The hand sanitizer was actually clear glue. She was sad to hear that fireflies are facing extinction due to artificial light, habitat loss, and pesticides. The complicated school homework left the parents trying to help their kids quite confused. He played the game as if his life depended on it and the truth was that it did. He didn’t want to go to the dentist, yet he went anyway. Patricia loves the sound of nails strongly pressed against the chalkboard. Nothing is as cautiously cuddly as a pet porcupine. The beauty of the sunset was obscured by the industrial cranes. He wore the surgical mask in public not to keep from catching a virus, but to keep people away from him. The thick foliage and intertwined vines made the hike nearly impossible. The pet shop stocks everything you need to keep your anaconda happy. Having no hair made him look even hairier. I am counting my calories, yet I really want dessert. It's not possible to con vince a monkey to give you a banana by promising it infinite bananas when they die. He found the chocolate covered roaches quite tasty. Shakespeare was a famous 17th-century diesel mechanic. Check back tomorrow; I will see if the book has arrived. I was very proud of my nickname throughout high school but today- I couldn’t be any different to what my nickname was. He dreamed of eating green apples with worms. Today is the day I'll finally know what brick tastes like. He found his art never progressed when he literally used his sweat and tears. The tattered work gloves speak of the many hours of hard labor he endured throughout his life.
