Buzz, avert thine eyes from thy current occupation and cast thine gaze over yonder to the area of which I am directing thee! Behold: it appears there is a celestial and galactic being!
I am pondering whether or not there is a sliver or wood, small enough to be in my tongue without causing the most serious of damage, in the muscular organ in my oral orifice
Those precious jewels that are compressed carbon and have an extremely high value on them have never been what constitutes a woman of any standing, noble or working class
I have the creeping feeling that my mind is in an unstable state, caused by my insufficient behaviour of timely laying myself in my resting spot and drifting off into so-called dreamland, as one proper individual of society should do.
I love watching pigeons on my morning walk to work.
Of all my pastimes, one of my most beloved would have to be the activity of gazing upon and watching Columbidae, specifically the pigeons in the family rather than doves, while I stroll through the streets of the city between a time after the break of dawn and the time before which the sun is highest in the sky so that I may reach the destination I must arrive at: the place in which I work.
I, with the help of a number of others (possibly you), have the goal of presenting to the weird deviant before us the supernatural abilities of working as a team, which definitely exist.