And when the taste buds in your mouth go sour, the first thing that comes to your mind is a cigarette.’ After a few good puffs, you begin to process the information. The possibility that you could actually die.
A male black goat which is tethered outside can't stop bleating. It bleats with so much passion. No one is sure whether it finds the environment new and strange or it just derives fun from bleating. It can't be hungry, we feed it well. In fact ,in turns. Someone scribbled a duty roster immediately it checked in.
Crushes are amazing. Save from the fact that confusion is the ribbon on the package with which they come in. They are to be died for with the charm they emanate. How their strange eyes and mysterious smiles evoke obsessive thoughts. How they send you imagining what having kids with them would be like. The first thing you would want them to contribute to the genetic pool of course would be their nose. Because… have you seen your nose, Wekesa? Suffice it to say that you are a fan of breathing.
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