Friday, August 5, 2011

The washer hoses need to be attached.
A baby blue jay sat helpless in my barren, crispy backyard.
Grades are actually due Tuesday.
Their baby looks like a perfect blend of both of them.
Instead of ice tea, give me the blonde ale.
I got a job!
I don't want to tell you that we're eating boiled crabs right now.
I have no shoes to wear to go buy shoes.
It is already August 5th.
It's all spilled milk.