The Fishy Adventures of Joey Salmon and Berry Fryan (1)
Disclaimer: Joey meets Berry pretty much around the same time Berry meets Joey. Neither Berry or Joey are responsible for the joy you might feel when you pass water in the backyard, black-outs you might experience, seizures, the wonders of nature or your skull crushing against some rock after you lept of a gigantic cliff for kicks.
Stone Temple Thrift Shop
She had to fill out the right request form and now she was waiting for the verdict, nervous, almost anxiously. You should have seen the smile on Tracy's face when the form came back. That big bold green stamp on the form was truly a sight for her (now temporary) sore brownish eyes. He just wanted to break away from the institute every now and then. Just enjoying some of that silence sometimes mistaken for noise. The sound of distant conversation, interaction, motion and dim lightning. Just some sipping in the abscense of what used to be sensible and civilized in those circumstances. Maybe even free of circumstance. Losing himself in the most comforting of places.
She immediately took her bike and hurried to the Stone Temper thrift shop to buy four hundred Atlantic 1lb 12.219 Ozzy's (ounces). They only had three hundred thirty five, and Tracy whispered: I usually start writing on every page simultaneously, but this time I will have to change my ways.
, she got a little upset and that song Jimbo wrote about changes came to mind. She promised herself she would never board snow, dive skies or brave the seas upside down during a tsunami so she had to get her “kicks” elsewhere and those Atlantic Ozzy’s usually did it.
And on the fourth page? Well... It was pretty much all dedication on the fourth page so we had to skip to a next chapter. After all, them kids sang it was time to begin. Patience, my friends. Patience!
And Josh ate the fish! The fish! All of them. Alvin had to send in the choppers to brave every ocean, creek and El Capitan (not a real captain) to find trout for Casey. They had to hurry because that morning he decided to have a few big old Galápagos tortoises for lunch the next day. The troopers got nervous and private Jim (he was rather big on privacy) had to throw up all over the pilot's suit who wore a tux whenever he could, even airborne. Kerosine was cheaper than bread in those days, a stroke of luck for our (be it questionable) protagonists. The bad news was the dry cleaning service didn't do Jack that day. Jack S.
The crowd then all of a sudden began picking their noses with an electric branding iron Timmy just bought in Cardiff. Without prior notice! Cardiff was the cradle of Timmy's civilisation, filled with historic and atmospheric tunnels neatly tucked underneath his version of the miniature London Bridge railway station. The raw industrial feel of the original viaducts combined with only the finest frozen yoghurts and toppings. With classic frozen yogurt flavors such as Classic Vanilla and Chelsey's Cheesecake. Chemical warfare at its finest.
Jim turned out to be working out fine
Everything will work out fine! Jim was filled with doors, hammond organs and bright yellow leather socks. We got covered by the Master Manufacturing Leather and without the slightest hesitation we added the designer Vinyl Repair kit to our wish list after wading through 108 customer reviews. We could order up to 75 customers. They would be expedited for free. And then people began to ask Ashley to lend a hand with the groceries. "Back in a few. Have to do other stuff now. Don't forget the bags, Audrey! I'm melting here!". Very weird indeed. Paul used the barcode generator to add some features while Ash sent corrections to Nelson Ringwood.