So I’m a King, with a Queen, who is no mute at all. She speaks. Also, she’s a mermaid. Confused? So was I. However, after a long conversation with my newly wedded wife, everything is still perfect. It was destiny. We had to be together.
Hey! You do you know what a hobbit? Well I will tell you what a hobbit. Well a hobbit are little people about half our size and smaller than dwarves. But hobbits have no beards at all dwarves do but were not talking about dwarves. And hobbits don’t wear shoes they have hair on their feet. Plus, there really good hears better than us. Besides they wear bright colors mostly green or yellow. You want to hear more? Of course you do. Wait I forgot to tell you about a special hobbit Bilbo Baggins is a hobbit and his mother is belladonna took and his father is Bungo Baggins come on let learn more about
“Eenie-meenie-miney-mo…who among you will I let go? If I choose my bet, am I sure that I won’t regret?” Argh! I’m so confused right now. My head’s been aching because of contemplating about this since forever. I’m torn between two wonderful ladies who are very dear to me. They both have captured my heart and have been very significant in my life. I’m John, and I’ll be sharing this to you hoping that you could lend me a hand.
There’s nothing I can do to make you see differently. I’m like you. I have arms, feet, five fingers on each hand, and feelings. But you don’t seem to understand that and I’ve just given up on trying to get you to understand. The worst part of all this, is she doesn’t understand I’m here to protect her, I’m not a “deformity”. I live inside my host and appear when needed the most, yet to the outside world, I’m just a burden; wanted by nobody. But what can I do? You know it's natural to feel afraid...to be scarce. That’s why I’m here. I protect you from harm, help your body defend against danger or to avoid it. I’m the medicine that eases your pain and reliefs your suffering. If you don’t believe me, whatever then. If you want me to be a monster,
The scene starts off by Spongebob and Patrick screaming as they are being pulled out of the fish tank they are being held captive in. The scuba-diver, Spongebob and Patrick in hand, marches over to a table lit with a lamb, each step thumbing across the wooden floor. Spongebob and Patrick, the lamps intense heat bearing down on them, begin to sweat and dry up. The scuba-diver laughs menacingly. He then proceeds to take a book and close the door to the bathroom. As they lay in the gift shop, shriveling up from the heat of lamp, Spongebob and Patrick realise that they have made it to Shell City. Overcome with joy, they began to sniffle and a single tear forms in an eye from both. Spongebob and Patrick sing as loud as they can, “I’m a goofy goober,
"Books for Sale!" I exclaim while trying to think how I can pay for rent next month.
I’m ready to fight i tried telling myself, but I’m not until I turn on my music but now I think that it is distracting me. Let's do this, it’s now or never. “For Skyrim” I yell.
I kept writing. It was hard, but I could get everything off of my chest. I could explain to people what had happened to me. I could tell my English teacher. It was a little hard, but I didn’t cry. I couldn’t cry. Greasers didn’t cry.
Severe storms nor death can against me! I’m the one and only Tybalt Capulet, also the invincible and sacred, well-known as Juliet’s cousin. I persistently protect the name of the Capulets, but simultaneously have an eternal hate to the Montagues. I’m my own ruler and I don’t need anyone to tell me what to do and this goes directly to my uncle, Lord Capulet.
Dr. Hastings runs over and sedates Wilbur again. Wilbur falls back asleep. There is a buzzing on Dr. Hastings phone. DR. HASTINGS Ugh! Finally! Buddy here! Imaginary Friend
Once upon a time in waverly ohio with a friend of mine named George. And we where at his house playing “ Elder Scrolls “ we stopped and all the sudden he says
Until we find assistance, we request that you keep everything in succession and take responsibility of the entire group. I sympathize the dispute that you have with Jack, I suggest that you don’t let Jack take precedence of you, try to ostracize him as much as possible. Furthermore, do not assign any requisite duties to Jack as he will not focus on the task at hand, as he has displayed that sense of impracticality earlier (ship incident).Most importantly, try to terminate the amount of humiliation that has emerged in the group especially towards Piggy. In addition, don't take Piggy for granted, he possesses knowledge that will contribute to your survival and possibly to your salvation.
I hope this message finds you well. I am hoping this is Jeanie Bergen from Aaron Sorkin's Masterclass, otherwise you can disregard this message.
“Please, you never got laid at all,” he hoots, howling with amusement at the prospect of my love life exploding from a poorly done snake tattoo. Good. My best friend’s back to normal now. Mission completed, I jump into the tent for a second and come out with one of my favorite photographs. It’s one of us on that backpacking trip; right after I got the tat in some back-street shop that probably didn’t even sterilize their needles. By the grace of God I didn’t get some awful blood borne pathogen from that place. I’ll never stop being thankful for that one. Turning it over, I read the inscription I wrote after I found out all my tests had come back clean.