Пятачок проснулся и побежал

Пятачок проснулся и побежал к дубу

Потому что было прекрасное утро и ему хотелось позавтракать. А желуди были спелые и вкусные.

Прелесть утра была в том, что оно еще не успело стать обыденностью - количество рассветов, которые увидел мир пока что исчислялось двузначной цифрой, а вот тучи, сгущавшиеся

"What is Anna Karennina", he shouted, hitting the buzzer. Alex gave him a look of pity and he knew he had failed. Public humiliation was nothing new to him, but this

guy had entered the elevator with toilet paper hanging out of the back of his pants. He said, "It's a novel by Tolstoy, Champ." The doors closed on the paper trial and started

moving downward with the rest of the role stopping directly in front of the shut doors. I opted for the stairs, but when I got to the stairwell I realized that I never finished war

ping, so the space cruiser had travelled quite a bit further than I had intended. I would have to go back and correct course. I left the stairs and

mentally transported my essence to the control room in my bedroom orchestral cello case. Reversing the position of the cello case clasp's from open, closed, closed, open, open, to

simulate the sound one might hear if robotic giraffes had been attempting copulation nearby, I successfully distracted my pursuers. Confused, they wandered the halls of the

palace of the fifth Aztec emperor, Montezuma. They sought his revenge for excessive gluttony during taco night. They found it the next morning and most of the afternoon as well...