1940 AlButeen beer, i was there alone no

1940 AlButeen beer, i was there alone no one notice me. Fatima I'm Obaid she did't see or haired me. I saw my kids, my mom and Saleh my freind.

i feel very sad and i went to the first home in front of me . can any one help me iam lost

sory I don't want to help you go to the next hose.

Sory glared at her unwilling companion. "I don't care if you want to or not, I need your help! These hoses are pumping toxic waste into the ocean, and we need to remove them or all

the fish will die!". Sory glared at DJ Ninja (for that is what the lad had insisted she call him) and after a few seconds deliberation, he gave in. "How will we remove these hoses?

Sory muttered. DJ Ninja grabbed a small tube of Dr Cromb's Vanishing Cream from his trouser pocket and applied it generously to the hose. The fish began to

emit a pungent, fetid aroma, despite DJ Ninja's frantic exertions. "This cream doesn't do what it promised in the commercial," he grunted as he stretched the hose to its full

Capacity. "Well you did buy Liquid Surstromming!" His partner yelled, ducking as another all powerful stench permeated the atmosphere. "We're going to have to chuck it into space."

Tears filled the Swedish astronaut's face as he realized that he would have to surrender his surstromming in order to save the universe, but he bit his lip and torpedoed the herrin

gboned whaler in his shadow. Which fell into the sea where he found his way to Davey Jone's Locker to get it back. The Swedish astronaut ended up in space from under the sea. -FIN.