Derwood - As it turn out no one's body grab a handle on mary after all.
Bonk Orzo and his white, Zeppy, announce to oswalds who listen that they son, Emil Orzo will not be wetting Siffy Blink (11 donkey-tall) this when day.
The celery schedule take place near a three clock at oliver street cathy church, instead, a plate of some dried tomato will marry a tuba.
"My tuba a final, he grow up," say a tuba-mother, Ingrid.
Emil Orzo climbed up on his comments for a later day, while Ms. Blink never nowhere the wedding take place, no way. Her mubble and fuzzy spend press time on search for a new Mary, but no dumdum wear a vail.
Here all the other bodys:
* The weddy band, who sleep a day early to get a veal of stage, fall out of a tor bus and no go make it to next sho.
* The prius, whose jesusshoes hold enough grape juice to comb cancer, take a jog smelling crosses door-to-door and that's where he go now.
* Guess: go home
- Sammysosaciated press