Of all the things that happened there

At last she uttered ‘No. No hope’,it was a contact that aroseunmitigated certaintythat Death had visited this man.And that his soul, at last was free.A psychic is a ghost who can.

and pointed to the gate,a portal freshly mownand cured by brinethat seeps at timesin memory of awe.No guards looked ona breeze played lovinglywith flaccid skinbestowing ripplesto the blushing flesh,a swell, expanding now,preparing for eventsthat make up soundsand forest smellssurrounded by the heatexploding from within,a desert storm soon ragedhuge drops of yellow rain,the scent of phosphorusmixed…

I know you’re not a morning girl and yet you dare and utter‘turn on the telly, darling, let them watch cartoons.’I have been sitting here, invading if you will,your space, your privacy, I know you do not mind.I watched you breathe my darling, glad you are not illit is a pleasure to observe your cute…

man sitzt und wartet auf die Postbei einem kleinen Glaeschen Most.Kommt was so schmeckt der Most sehr leckerund man bestellt beim Zuckerbaeckernoch schnell ‘ne Torte so mit Sahnewo obendrauf ‘ne kleine Fahnedie Herkunft und das Jahr bekennt.Bei mr war’s nicht im schoenen Lentobwohl der Fruehling mir gelegennein, Gott gab mir den ersten Segenim Herbst als…

even elephant shotswill not alter his spots.Though no spots can be found on his hat.An old donkey is really an ass,he will NOT make a pass on a lass,quite content to abstainhe will use his small brainto just stand there and eat the green grass.

he thought that he would change the beeas it was really notexceptional or beautifulit lacked a certain trait,he poured a silver teaspoonfulof phosphopyruvateinto the mouth of the small beethen waited for a bit,the bee flew up into a treeand had a minor fit.Petit Mal thought God and as he satthe bee let out a rumble,and…