a time machine. And we can travel anywhere in time?

Так, сегодня в 28 минут от начала 12-го июня мне пришло в голову зайти на этот сайт, и сравнить его с развлечением, представленным в гартик пхон, я только собрался поставить точку

and her voice flew far and long, music filled the air that night, and her emotions would have flown around the earth 300 times, if they didn't find exactly the right person so soon

Au cœur de la majestueuse forêt de Fontainebleau, un groupe de danseurs étaient attirés par l'énergie mystique qui émanait de ces bois et de ses fontaines.

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You cant just have a thank you being ruds, Just dont thank

He was after revenge. He was running after the last bus to the Noodle Emporium Event when he tripped on a lost purse--needless to say he missed the bus. But in that purse was an ID

I thought about alone. Like before the Big Bang. Some point out there in the Nowhere. No reference of aloneness but alone nonetheless.

confidant that I knew The Secret to any of this alien technology. If God was a pyramid then up was the way to go. I hovered my hand over the console then slowly raised my hand.

But when we were finished with our sandwiches I discovered there was not any kisses in the candy jar. Only Equadorian black tar licorice. That sent the date careening southbound.

Then he was joined by four more clowns. Unfortunately, they each had their own intention. Instead of disco, one executed funk, while the others jammed up techno, dubstep, and trap.

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I can't tell if I'm the chatbot or the human. I can only see the last 100 or so characters. Sigh. Yes; you are the human. Cats like boxes, so it's okay if the order was a scam. Now

I was uninterested at first, but once I held my first legendary jewel, which we stole from the natural history museum in DC, I was hooked. Yes, that unsecured to be stolen deserves

She had done nothing wrong. She poured the kettle cautiously into the mugs with bags, then returned to the kitchen. "4 more days and I'm out of here." she reminded herself.

But what of malaria? Mrs. Polyp resolved not to bite anyone who looked like they didn't have health insurance, lest she give them a mosquito-borne disease.

It turned out his cutting-edge botox injections were designed to pull one's face into a smile upon rigor mortis. This proved to be great advertising for Alamander's Implants,

Yes, the Gross Putrid Thingamajig was the hardest worker at the company, despite its vile smell and its hatred of being referred to as 'GPT'. It was known to bite off the noses of

screaming into the void. What they didn't realise is that sometimes the void screams back, and sometimes it delivers chocolatey gifts. We couldn't risk the prototype chocolate

dream to die in a pile of wolf puppies, but I suppose this will have to do." She squared her shoulders, steeled her gaze, and marched towards her impending doom.