It ran out of juice. I shall take my leave now.
It packs its trunk and leaves.
Beep, talk. We get it, condescending cell companies.
Stop, drop, and roll
Never enough.
It didn t have any legs.
Ouch! I Hermione!"
A Penguin rolling down a hill What's black and white and laughing The penguin who pushed him
Politicians run BEFORE they steal your money.
Run through the back door.
Juice.
I can't go deep in juice.