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I picked up the ice cream cone and threatened, "if you do that one more time...".
I wasn't kidding. I was tired of him constantly sneaking up behind me and trying to tickle me. I was a very nervous child and having someone always going for my ribs drove me nuts. I also made me very jumpy, thus the threat with the ice cream cone.
49 bottles of beer on the wall, 49 bottles of beer
Bleary-eyed, she looked up at the shelf and cursed. Damn. There's 51 of those f*uckers to go.
Lying on the cold, unforgiving floor, she felt nothing, just the desire to finish those bottles.
The laminate felt good. Solid.
49 bottles of beer on the wall, 40 bottles of beer
Bleary-eyed, she looked up at the shelf and cursed. Damn. There's 51 of those f*uckers to go.
Lying on teh cold, unforgiving floor, she felt nothing, just the desire to finish those bottles.
The laminate felt good