I appreciate that with your hand of nosh, you nipe so that I may nip.

Crunchy veg is scarce after a rainpour. You say these nugs come from a rose-seed store?

A moment, please, whilst I sort bites by size; shambolic plates sour buds as half of flavour is sensed from eyes.

After I have had my fill, would you care to see my rendition of Lindy Hop? It leaves bunnies jealous because their tails cannot support the swingy bop. ; )

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