Dracuella the good housewife intentionally telecrastinated, languorously counting the phone rings. Then just as she reached to answer the call her eye caught the glimpse of Jackfrost, the neighbors pesky dog's pupkus on her newly washed windows. Irritably smoothing out her perfectly straight hair she grabbed the window wiper again on her way to re-clean the glass.
Two steps before she reaches for the door knob she spots a mess of uninvited string on her spotless aubusson rug. Without delay she sprints to grab the nearby vacuum and vigorously carpetuates and soon enough she finishes the job well done!
Just before sitting down & returning maimoona's call she looks across the room and sees that telltale shadow of frust. Sighing loudly & wonders when EVER will the dust & it's resulting frust finally settle in Doha!
She aimlessly peers out the window & pops the disonfected piece of candy she just found behind the counter, subconsciously ignoring the 'earthy' taste and chuckles at the memory of the last Monday's munch how the newcomer besides FranElizabeth went into elbonic overdrive that indavertantly forced lexxine to lactomangulant the milk all over the table. Suddenly remembering the pending phone call, Dracuella settled back into the sofa and practiced her aquadexterous skills & dialed the phone with her feet, halfway through she was struck with phonesia when she heard an unfamiliar voice on the other line ask "Qatar living…may I help you"
NUCLEAR WEAPONS: IF AMERICA AND ISRAEL CAN HAVE THEM - THEN SO SHOULD IRAN.
Dracuella the good housewife intentionally telecrastinated, languorously counting the phone rings. Then just as she reached to answer the call her eye caught the glimpse of Jackfrost, the neighbors pesky dog's pupkus on her newly washed windows. Irritably smoothing out her perfectly straight hair she grabbed the window wiper again on her way to re-clean the glass.
Two steps before she reaches for the door knob she spots a mess of uninvited string on her spotless aubusson rug. Without delay she sprints to grab the nearby vacuum and vigorously carpetuates and soon enough she finishes the job well done!
Just before sitting down & returning maimoona's call she looks across the room and sees that telltale shadow of frust. Sighing loudly & wonders when EVER will the dust & it's resulting frust finally settle in Doha!
She aimlessly peers out the window & pops the disonfected piece of candy she just found behind the counter, subconsciously ignoring the 'earthy' taste and chuckles at the memory of the last Monday's munch how the newcomer besides FranElizabeth went into elbonic overdrive that indavertantly forced lexxine to lactomangulant the milk all over the table. Suddenly remembering the pending phone call, Dracuella settled back into the sofa and practiced her aquadexterous skills & dialed the phone with her feet, halfway through she was struck with phonesia when she heard an unfamiliar voice on the other line ask "Qatar living…may I help you"
NUCLEAR WEAPONS: IF AMERICA AND ISRAEL CAN HAVE THEM - THEN SO SHOULD IRAN.