The sight of his goatee made me want to run and hide under my sister-in-law’s bed. The teens wondered what was kept in the red shed on the far edge of the school grounds. I purchased a baby clown from the Russian terrorist black market. He poured rocks in the dungeon of his mind. Let me help you with your baggage.
You’re good at English when you know the difference between a man eating chicken and a man-eating chicken.