I had a dream last night, I was eating a ten pound marshmallow. I woke up this morning and the pillow was gone.

We found Trent and pulled him off the leggy girl. “Trent, it’s time to get home before your parents realize we snuck out.” I said.
“What?” he asked confusedly.
“Plus the bouncer found out we were sixteen and he does not look happy.” Logan added.
The girl froze, “You’re sixteen? What the hell. You little perv, you’re going to pay for this.”
Trent sputtered, “What? No.”
Logan looked at her all doe eyed innocence and said “Sorry Ma’am, we have to get home now because it’s past our curfew.”
Trent stood open mouthed in shock but his eyes were shooting murderous rays.
So many death glares, so little time.

Connor and Cameron look wide-eyed at the carnage. Cameron slowed the speedboat down to a crawl. She and Connor looked at Jason.
“Oops,” Jason said meekly. Nothing else seemed appropriate.
“Oops?” Connor shouted. “You blew up half the town.

あなたはこれを何のためにも翻訳しなかった！

I wonder why Steven wasn’t at swimming club tonight?” Archie asked.
“He’s caught bronchitis,” Mrs Akran said.
Imran thought for a second before replying. “I would like to catch a dinosaur too. I wonder what he feeds it?”
Archie looked at his friend his face looked as if he was in pain before he burst out laughing. “Imran you’re tragic. Bronchitis is like a bad cold it’s not a type of dinosaur.

She’s like a cross between an onion and donkey,” Farah said.
“Why?” Jason and Connor asked simultaneously.
“Cause she’s a piece of ass that will bring a tear to your eye.” Farah laughed.