Coming…

When the clock struck eight, the chosen outfit began to levitate—an inotropic event that was both practical and peculiar even as it left its dressee in a shocked state.

It must be a drink and not a reflection of photopsia—for watering holes are for liquid factions—not liquefaction.

When the Ukrainian parrot encountered the scarlet macaw, it asserted, “Get lost to your volost, you red, bird-brained boob!”

Flora the florist, before compiling her florilegium on florilegia, faced her favorites for fragrant fellowship.