Sandy seas, saw Sandy See's approaching from the west, blowing tumble weeds through dusty bowls, under sky kings cave, etched into the eternal memory washing the blues of Sandy away, only for her to put on Denim Jeans again.
This Sandy, Sandy See's, saw Sandies Sea Shore promises fade into the oblivion of never coming tomorrow's, only then, to rekindle flame, burning across the heavens connecting dots and lines, and then circling; geometry not flight, them with a ruler stick.
Blink blink blink goes the cursor.
Why do they call it a cursor?
Because People look at it blinking and cuss it till morning, then the Cows come home.
I heard that!
Yes I did!
I heard it again!
Nah-nah-nah-nah=nah> (Smirk)
Ok ok, fine, the = was a typo.
Ha!
Got ya!
Do you need more counciling?
Oh really?
And what is that?
You don't say!
Really?
Why did that happen?
Wow!
You know, next time, it would be better to finish eating breakfast first, before drinking so much milk.
That is facinating!
How much did it cost to repair?
Thats a long time.
How much is he paying?
Get out of here, really?
So how come he had the 4x4, instead of the mopad?
That is so unfair, how many miles?
Well, the last time a thunderstorm came over the next door diner, a unicorn feel from the sky and landed in their over as well, but that does not mean that she is telling the truth, so you might want to check those pepples thrown at a plastic bird next, like the one she was telling him, to tell her again, that that was entirely too much data flowing through the stream, as nothing. Yep. Nothing.
That's because you don't ever listen.
Then you should blame your long lost grand parents for bringing up the subject to begin with.
What, you don't want that Chicken fried?
Why not?
Ok then, thats what you said last time, but go ahead.
Yes, the bathroom is that way on the way out.
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