I love crayons.
Friday, January 22, 2010
Monday, January 18, 2010
January 18th, 2010
Johnny was such an intrepid man. He saved those kittens from a burning factory building.
I do not believe in any deity, therefore I am an atheist.
The event had a certain amount of significance in the eyes of the believers, because to them it proved that their leader was the new messiah.
Arthur visited a therapist twice a week, to help combat his recent psychosis.
She was a great actress, flourishing and exclaiming with gusto.
She was careful not to drink too much bourbon, because she knew it could loosen her tongue, and she could not afford to divulge any of the company’s secrets to her captors.
Winston looked across the table at Michelle. The vivacious beauty was drumming her scarlet nails on the table and tapping her foot as she caught the waiter’s eye and motioned for another cup of coffee.
I sat and listened to their incessant gossiping until my ride came and I could leave.
She deflected the criticism by changing the subject.
After they kidnapped his family, he hunted the captors down, and in his wrath, murdered them all.
They only needed eight ounces of chocolate chips for the recipe, so they used the excess on their ice cream.
Don’t talk to those heathens; they’ll pollute your faith.
I’m gonna live forever, because I’m immortal.
Even when they started shouting at her, she kept her composure and did not shout back.
He was a rather ominous character, hooded and wearing dark glasses and a long trench coat that could be concealing all of a number of things underneath.
She was glad to have someone to talk to, as she had been keeping her true thoughts on the matter suppressed for quite some time now.
She had to avenge the murder of her beloved turtle, Horace.
He insisted on having an induction ceremony, a superfluous affair including a banquet and ballroom and 7,000 guests.
Although they tried to persuade him, he was resolute and they could not change his opinion.
She thought that eating pudding with a fork was an abomination.
