Simon Parkes had always loved hilly West Boggins with its purple, petite parks.

It was a place where

he felt relaxed.

He was a snotty, snooty, whiskey drinker with short fingers and red lips. His friends saw him as a
damaged, delicious deity. Once, he had even helped a tasteless blind person recover from a flying
accident. That's the sort of man he was.

Simon walked over to the window and reflected on his snooty surroundings. The wind blew like
singing elephants.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Joshua Torrance.
Joshua was a giving gamer with ample fingers and fluffy lips.

Simon gulped. He was not prepared for Joshua.

As Simon stepped outside and Joshua came closer, he could see the brave glint in his eye.

"I am here because I want a kiss," Joshua bellowed, in a stupid tone. He slammed his fist against
Simon's chest, with the force of 6823 maggots. "I frigging love you, Simon Parkes."

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He took a sip of the drink. He wasn't sure whether he liked it or not, but at this moment it didn't
matter. She had made it especially for him so he would have forced it down even if he had absolutely
hated it. That's simply the way things worked. She made him a new-fangled drink each day and he
took a sip of it and smiled, saying it was excellent.

Dave found joy in the daily routine of life. He awoke at the same time, ate the same breakfast and
drove the same commute. He worked at a job that never seemed to change and he got home at 6
pm sharp every night. It was who he had been for the last ten years and he had no idea that was all
about to change.

I'm going to hire professional help tomorrow. I can't handle this anymore. She fell over the coffee
table and now there is blood in her catheter. This is much more than I ever signed up to do.

Debbie put her hand into the hole, sliding her hand down as far as her arm could reach. She wiggled
her fingers hoping to touch something, but all she felt was air. She shifted the weight of her body to
try and reach an inch or two more down the hole. Her fingers still touched nothing but air.

The red ball sat proudly at the top of the toybox. It had been the last to be played with and
anticipated it would be the next as well. The other toys grumbled beneath. At one time each had
held the spot of the red ball, but over time they had sunk deeper and deeper into the toy box.
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He took a sip of the drink. He wasn't sure whether he liked it or not, but at this moment it didn't
matter. She had made it especially for him so he would have forced it down even if he had absolutely
hated it. That's simply the way things worked. She made him a new-fangled drink each day and he
took a sip of it and smiled, saying it was excellent.

Dave found joy in the daily routine of life. He awoke at the same time, ate the same breakfast and
drove the same commute. He worked at a job that never seemed to change and he got home at 6
pm sharp every night. It was who he had been for the last ten years and he had no idea that was all
about to change.

I'm going to hire professional help tomorrow. I can't handle this anymore. She fell over the coffee
table and now there is blood in her catheter. This is much more than I ever signed up to do.

Debbie put her hand into the hole, sliding her hand down as far as her arm could reach. She wiggled
her fingers hoping to touch something, but all she felt was air. She shifted the weight of her body to
try and reach an inch or two more down the hole. Her fingers still touched nothing but air.

The red ball sat proudly at the top of the toybox. It had been the last to be played with and
anticipated it would be the next as well. The other toys grumbled beneath. At one time each had
held the spot of the red ball, but over time they had sunk deeper and deeper into the toy box.
Simon Parkes had always loved hilly West Boggins with its purple,
petite parks. It was a place where he felt relaxed.
He was a snotty, snooty, whiskey drinker with short fingers and red
lips. His friends saw him as a damaged, delicious deity. Once, he had
even helped a tasteless blind person recover from a flying accident.
That's the sort of man he was.
Simon walked over to the window and reflected on his snooty
surroundings. The wind blew like singing elephants.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the
figure of Joshua Torrance. Joshua was a giving gamer with ample
fingers and fluffy lips.
Simon gulped. He was not prepared for Joshua.
As Simon stepped outside and Joshua came closer, he could see the
brave glint in his eye.
"I am here because I want a kiss," Joshua bellowed, in a stupid tone.
He slammed his fist against Simon's chest, with the force of 6823
maggots. "I frigging love you, Simon Parkes."
Simon Parkes had always loved hilly West Boggins with its purple,
petite parks. It was a place where he felt relaxed.
He was a snotty, snooty, whiskey drinker with short fingers and red
lips. His friends saw him as a damaged, delicious deity. Once, he had
even helped a tasteless blind person recover from a flying accident.
That's the sort of man he was.
Simon walked over to the window and reflected on his snooty
surroundings. The wind blew like singing elephants.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the
figure of Joshua Torrance. Joshua was a giving gamer with ample
fingers and fluffy lips.
Simon gulped. He was not prepared for Joshua.
As Simon stepped outside and Joshua came closer, he could see the
brave glint in his eye.
"I am here because I want a kiss," Joshua bellowed, in a stupid tone.
He slammed his fist against Simon's chest, with the force of 6823
maggots. "I frigging love you, Simon Parkes."
Simon Parkes had always loved hilly West Boggins with its purple,
petite parks. It was a place where he felt relaxed.
He was a snotty, snooty, whiskey drinker with short fingers and red
lips. His friends saw him as a damaged, delicious deity. Once, he had
even helped a tasteless blind person recover from a flying accident.
That's the sort of man he was.
Simon walked over to the window and reflected on his snooty
surroundings. The wind blew like singing elephants.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the
figure of Joshua Torrance. Joshua was a giving gamer with ample
fingers and fluffy lips.
Simon gulped. He was not prepared for Joshua.
As Simon stepped outside and Joshua came closer, he could see the
brave glint in his eye.
"I am here because I want a kiss," Joshua bellowed, in a stupid tone.
He slammed his fist against Simon's chest, with the force of 6823
maggots. "I frigging love you, Simon Parkes."