Scudge and Futt, my onliest last two friends. Been there since childhood. Selling their garbage business to go into heavy equipment pastry.
Monkeys have been seen running things lately, and people are beginning to notice. And more monkeys too.
Many shoes found under the bed, all left-handed, whispering to each other as they were served tea.
Snails have been proven effective as college professors, though there's still that slime issue that won't go away. But we're used to it.
Monetary incentives do not apply to monetary ranges because they don't care, and can't spell.
Day broke. Again. Good thing the broom is in good working order. But there is that strange smell around the edges. Someone please investigate.
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