Robert Day
Was born grew up living well without my means
Robert Day
Was born grew up living well without my means
Was born grew up living well without my means
Was born grew up living well without my means
Hello roger, this is God calling. I just wanted to let you know that your life cable bill is about to expire and you wont be able to renew unless you start watching better shows. Forget about this so-called reality show business that’s not real my friend, it’s a bunch of made up junk that people think is real but it just isn’t. Do you really think I put masdasgar cockroaches on this earth for people to eat? I think not. So check your local directory and start watc…. No better yet turn off your set, look out the window,take a walk and enjoy real reality. Wake up roger and smell my roses. Must hang up now and call other clients. Heed my advice and take care of something. Your friend-God-
The elder sage looked out the edge of the grotto he and his dog shared in the forest of nevermore. Fritz, the sage said to his companion we must prepare ourselves to leave nevermore before the winter winds come. I can almost feel the cold breezes coming down from the mountains. We must gather staples and food stuffs for our long treacherous journey. And with that said, Fritz looked at the elder sage and spoke, oh I’m looking at my food right now and he bared his fangs and pounced on the unsuspecting sage. -fin-
It was little Sydneys first trip to the brand new aquarium the city had just built. She stood in enchanted awe at the giant sheet of glass holding in the many gallons of water and the tremendous amount of fish which were swimming in the newly created sea. Fishes of all types swimming with each other equally churning the swelling waters with their fins. Sydney looked up to her mother who had escorted her this day and said, oh mummy this is simply marvelous just look at all those beautiful fish. And with that they each pulled out their fishing tackle and started to cast their lines before the security guards showed up.