Frank muttered something. Tidings had in some shape reached his ears that his father was not comfortably circumstanced as regarded money.

As children we used to go on spying missions around the neighbour's house, but it was all pretend.

How paintery would you like the image?

A buggersome rancher named Reap Remarked as he ravished a sheep, “I'm hoping I shall Someday hump a gal, But they're neither as tight or as cheap!”