There was a hooting sound and our concrete house was shaking. We ran out of our homes.

And the damsel ran, and told them of her mother's house these things.

He ran in the house. I went over there. (What were the dogs doing?) They were on a chain. One was in the house, the male was.

Mom ran the house, so we grew up Portuguese.

I heard her scream, so when I ran back in the house, I saw him going out the backdoor,

I'm in between homes right now, but my last house was dope.