brief short and sweet

today, said block of wood, we could do something special inmidst the regularities.
yes, said sponge, we could.
why don’t we, said breadroll.
a discussion followed, which was rather very unspectacular.

ham sweet ham

isn’t that lovely said sponge, we sit here and have breakfast. outside the sun could shine, the birds sing and the buses be on time. what more can one expect?
breadroll said, a little bit of butter would not have been considered gluttony.
that’s right, said block of wood, and pig thighs for the meeting.
did you prepare anything, said sponge.
a neatly spread sheet, said block of wood.
breadroll bathed in margarine. no beer, he said.
everything comes to an innovative conclusion when your visions are focused, said the calender’s entry for the day.

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