I liked the part with the comma.
I'm here all the time and only five or so people know who I am.
I know I would look pretty damn strange without mine.
That would lead to some pretty shitty art.
And an extra 'k' changes it even more drastically.
And his sister Willow, well, that's a fascinating story, all about how, her bangs got flipped, turned upside down. And I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there, to tell how Willow whipped her hair. In Hollywood, born and raised, in a mansion where she spend most of her days. Chilling, maxing, relaxing all cool, and yelling at servants outside of the pool. When a couple of bangs, as nasty as Legion, started making up trouble in her facial region. She made one little flip, and yelled out to the north "I WHIP MY HAIR BACK AND FORTH!"
Eye nose what you mean.
I know mine does.
It's a Braeburn.
I don't know. I'm pretty attached to my ability to see dead people.
All of mine have fake pockets in lieu of real ones that could actually serve a purpose; those tailors are all sons of britches.
Does he have a wife, three kids, and a steady job at the button factory?
I canned believe you would have such an opinion.
That's pretty coal.