He was told he sould be here before noon if he wanted to make it a deal. He was here, but his farm buddy was not and the delay was expected to be over.

Someone forgot him in the bottom of the bag. The fire is out now. The scouts are all asleep and the last marshmallow feels contempt. He is a happy marshmallow indeed. Who wouldn't?

All the fruit cargo was in as good a shape as it could be: ripe and raw, fruity and delicious. The oranges, the peaches, the apricots where desireable and one could feel the saliva drip from everyones mouth.

Elaborate plans to circumvent the odd animal. Whatever it might be, don't fool the beast, don't kill the tarantulaah. Too late.

While the other guests slurped on the final deserts, the ovoid frascatti dinner associates where nowhere to be found. For sure something suspicious was taking place.

A small pant can also simply be named a short.

How many savant revolutions in a day can you fit in your drawer? I would not guess more than seventeen, but maybe it would be a bit less. Jeremy at the back of the class had guessed something like twelve, but Deril not more than five. No, really, we weren't savants enough.

Yes, said the dentist before letting his last breath fade away. His dream had come true, a world full of gums and teeth, with nothing else than beautiful sunsets and nake woman to fascinate him.

The inventor of the overlofering vienese vienerschnitzel wurst is a guy named Erwinzuberlowovski but no one cares.

All I want are gogodancers and shit. All I will is sing and jump around in pain. All they'll ever think is noting at all and sanitize.