Gia danced around a little, shaking her peaches for show. She shook it hard. Too hard. In the middle of a shimmy, her stomach cramped. A fart slipped out. A loud one. And stinky.
The big coiled throat and peak halyards were made ready to run, and the mainsheet was put to the winch ready for crotching the boom.
Programming results indicate a marked inequalness in the incidence of the 16 feeding systems.
[…] a common total would be about thirty moths, equally divided between Early Greys and Engraileds.
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