The rapid movements of the wind struck up a gratuitous hurricane as it speed down the highway leaving mangled cows and farmland in its wake.
Mr Stearnz went on again about his snoozarific story of a turtle, leading the whole class, and me; into a nice deep slumber, away from the pages of literature.
I speed down the street, trying to reach 100 in my moms vista cruiser; as I turned the corner, screaming as my front bumper took the smile right off a funny little clowns face!…his big red nose spinning to a halt on the side of the road
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