there 2as once a castle upon a hill, the

there 2as once a castle upon a hill, the lived there because his mother had some kill. He followed god and smoked weed everyday, but this king had a secret...he was a fucking gay.

The king's name was Elvis. No one can ever know.

So whatever you do, DO NOT tell anyone, OK? If you do, you die. You understand? And that means no jokes about hound dogs, no peanut butter & banana sandwiches, no rhinestone belts.

" says Joan. Bobby sniffed, nearly crying once he understood the consequences of his actions. He HAD told someone already! But he really loved rhinestone belts and peanut butter...

Every day Bobby had to endure their eyes and their psychic and vocal comments: "Rhinestone Cowboy", "Peanut Licker", "Murderer!", but the ghosts of Jerome and Noriko consoled him

Who stuffed the turkeys and cooked deaf onions not kneading the red packets of dove querents

Take all of the verbs and nouns and toss in a large mixing bowl. Garnish with adjectives. Word salad can be served to a literate group of 4 as an appetizer.

After following the recipe precisely, I served the following word dish to my in-laws: Dear <nouns>, it is with <adjective> <verb> that I announce <pronoun> and I are <verb>! Please

treat my <euphemism> as an <adverb> >questionable gerund construction>. <formal closing> After getting over their grammerphobia they warmed to my new <noun suffix>.