The Gators of Mars
So, who the fiddler’s flying fig decided Mars needed alligators?
So, who the fiddler’s flying fig decided Mars needed alligators?
Eddie’s fist connected with a satisfying crunch and Haley couldn’t keep from smiling.
Let’s get the moral of the story up front, shall we?
I can’t find the time to write.
Doug leans back in his Lazyboy and stretches his arms over his head with laced fingers.
Once upon a time, there was a beautiful kingdom.
Mary had a disgruntled little lamb
Bruno Gruff scratched his flea-bitten crotch and stared out the window.
“But what if I hold it like this?
Ya see, us here wolves got a bad rap.
Benny walked into my cubicle and his smile vanished.
Steak was supposed to be on sale.