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Finally. A gender for men. Man 2 isn’t your GRANDMOTHER’S GENDER. Or your grandfather’s, strictly speaking.
There’s also the excitement of trying not to throw up. If you have to vomit, there’s a whole ocean available.
Looking around, all I see are duds. In the sandbox, I see toddlers who don’t even know how to use their own feet.
"It wasn't so much a specific question, but her vibe was like–" DON'T.
Seagulls adorn the scenic sky, but they never get so close that I worry about dodging their droppings or being harassed for a bite of my sandwich.
The wool fibers prefer an east-to-west cross-breeze coming from a north- and south-facing window.
Mama called the Doctor and the Doctor said, “If this is some sort of prank call, it’s not funny. I’m a busy doctor helping patients with real problems.”
I’ve been told that the back of my head is so soft, it's like those $10 holiday blankets you get at Target.
Laugh and caw with your favorite Real Seagulls as they whisk newcomer Jenny to Miami for a caliente seawater bender.
Good’morrow to you all. A most gracious welcome to my webbing page. I am Keithly. Behold my rump.
No, this is not my superhero outfit. Just once you get used to Spandex it’s hard to go back to restrictive dockers.
Squirrel Police Department dispatch received a call from a squirrel who said he wasn't sure, but it seemed like he was being shadowed by a red-tailed hawk.