the clerk was green as he stole the soup spoon's fan.
football is the largest taco.
"where has hans gone?" asked the hair-invested first born.
no one knew the baker before I ate an avalanche.
brains are for hitting small buttons.
the disc was gradually interpolating.
chemistry is my least favorite animal.
moods are not like forums.
your nose is an austrailian window.
where are the bee-houses?
cupcakes are the kind of outlets that mothers really can't stand.
his stomach was about to turn into an wheel.
it was an angry day when the sun left it's sprinkles on the table.
the boot yelled, "pablo!"
your face is an earphone with sharks swimming out of it!
autopilot looks like a source for shifty eyes.
the hotplate was about to save my group of surfing pirates...
...but it didn't.
did you indent the editor when he asked you for a pair of scissors and a flack jacket? you did, didn't you?
where have all the helps gone?
if you had a flask of internet wires, where would you go in cambodia?
how many cheerios would a cloud's left leg cost?
the hook is backwards and upside down when you think about wallpaper.
don't comment about the total amount of weeks there are in basic electronics.
houses don't fall down when you own a script.
fire is the world's version of cereal, but only when it's in the mood to enclose beds with blankets. otherwise, its not.
why is there a pen in my list of things to view?
why are you still reading this?