france-eesti wrote:Please would you stop wiping your eyeglasses with dirty hankies - this will only make them dirtier!
There are no dirty hankies in my household
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france-eesti wrote:Please would you stop wiping your eyeglasses with dirty hankies - this will only make them dirtier!
azhong wrote:He, who had broken the out of jail months ago and was now buckling down to freeing himself from the police inspector who was close chasing close after, who had been persistently tracing his quarry and had almost succeeded in arresting him quarters ago with a police ambush surrounding at the criminal’s hiding place. Under the shielding cover of the night gloom, pervading even more heavily now, the wanted man fled into the area of crooked lanes and alleys of complexity, unfamiliar to him and, fortunately, also to the inspector, and then escaped just in time after turning over a dark corner by scaling over a high wall, behind which he didn't know , unbeknownst to him, was a convent.
france-eesti wrote:Please press the Escape button if you want to go back to the normal displaying (or "back to normal display mode"), and don't forget to change your password every two months, just as you'd do with your toothbrush.
azhong wrote:One day, without any previous warnings or explanations, Mr. Swann suddenly ceased to come, without any previous warnings nor after explanations, to the house for dinner, as he had been doing almost every evening. The hostess even started wondering if he was ill and was ready to send to inquire for him when, by accident, she found in the kitchen a letter in his hand, which announced he was leaving Paris and would not be able to come again. The message was not send addressed to the host but, instead, to his cook, who we hence knew found out was his mistress, the only one among in this household whom he had thought it necessary to inform.
france-eesti wrote:It was the first time I saw my father playing a part in a theater play and I gotta say it came as a shock to me.
tiuwiu wrote:I was shocked when I saw a monkey steal a stuffed monkey out of a boy's backpack.
tiuwiu wrote:Most people who start the day by reading their horoscope in the local paper doing it out of habit but some people doing it to learn more about their destiny or fate.
azhong wrote:As a police inspector with enthusiasm, Sam had been all these months perserveringly tracing the criminal since after the latter’s breakjailjailbreak. On this off dayday off, Sam went on a trip with his family. and, When having lunch in a suburban McDonald's, he saw his quarry also enter to forage. It was a coincidence arranged by the Goddess of Destiny, who bestowed a gift upon the hound of justices while playeding a trick upon the rat of crimes; it leadedledafterwards to a police ambush days later at the place where the criminal was hiding. The next day’s local papers all reported the arrest aton the front page with a big headline.
tiuwiu wrote:Some bakers are trying to get into the Guinness Book of Records by baking the largest layer cake in the world.
france-eesti wrote:Ma Baker, she taught her four sons, to handle their guns...
azhong wrote:The hallway is large. The floor is of stone, and the carpet spreading on is magnificent. The doors are all made of heavy wood, all with bronze handles. The marble mantelpiece is sumptuously constructed, and the mirror surmounted[1] is gilded. And diamond-paned windows.[2] Outside, an ornate fountain playing. A driveway straight and wide, along it the yew hedge high and well manicured. And a pair of gates of wrought-iron, the baroque style impressive -- well, not bad, reluctantly[3] acceptable. Lucius’s manor house. What is the price he's asking for it?
(Most vocabulariesy words are borrowed from Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.)
azhong wrote:The floor is of stone, and the carpet spread upon it / spread out on it is magnificent.
Osias wrote:The Magnificent Seven were killed by the Fantastic Four.
azhong wrote:I believe the jailbreaker has managed to flee away from the police ambush, although whichthat happened scarcely an hour ago and the police have not yet given it up -- try my layer cake, please. It's made with a special recipe -- he probably jumped downward from the back balcony (upstairs), then sneaked away bythrough the dark alley. This alley goes off into so many others which creep crookedly, which connect to one another and form a complex net. An ancient area like this does preserve culture, but is as well a good nest of crimes[*] -- want some avocado? Ever try blending it with yogurt?
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