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Fantastic word game

Dinner is one thing but you can't beat a delicious Denny's breakfast prepared by kenny each and every Sunday morning following the 80s Rockfest at the new Illusions.

Let's see: Denny's, check. kenny, check. 80s Rockfest, check. the new Illusions, check. Hmmm. Oh darn, I forgot to include band camp and the lovely young library interns.
 
This nation's Health and Human Services Secretary is the son of a former U.S. attorney general and presidential candidate who was assassinated in Los Angeles shortly after telling his supporters, "Now it's on to Chicago and let's win there!"
 
There is no call, whatsoever, to sully the good name o' RFK Jr., n' if'n Connie was still 'round, she'd pro-duce a half-gallon o' buttermilk after seein' somethin' so preposterous.

He only wants to introduce a better diet to our people.

...and psychedelics, by gum.
 
The facts are all Joe Friday ever wanted.

Like requestin', firsthand, to see the actual brain scan showin' a brain-eatin' worm livin' in the honorable Secretary's head.
 
A cowboy riding a steel horse would probably be trying to round up stray mechanical bulls.

... as if there's more than one mechanical bull.
 
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Barbed wire fencin' kept the Man from the Land o' Mayflowers from grazin' in the Fantastic yard last evenin', n' the lovely, young library interns are none too pleased.
 
The lovely young library interns are none too pleased that I didn't drop by last night so I'll drop by Miss Silkie's Tasty Tidbits later on this morning for some goodies and conversation.
 
Our next management team retreat will be hosted by rosecitymedia himself in the rebuilt barn where a certain critter used to dwell, so this is to warn WMC of potential flashback trauma.
 
Trauma from gettin' kicked in the gut by a mule lasts a lifetime.

I reckon it'd be 'bout the same gut feelin' ol' WMC would be a'feelin' if'n I hosted anything related to his magical lil' PowerWorld.
 
A no-good, philandering scoundrel o' the female per-suasion is called a hussy down here below the Mason-Dixon line, n' they can typically be found sashayin' their way back n' forth at several o' the local East Texas-area truck stops.
 
East Texas-area truck stops are probably decent places to get chicken-fried steak or biscuits and gravy, but not if getting to the restaurant part of the operation means running a gauntlet of lot lizards.
 
Lizards like that, my lodge-dwellin' friend, are well-known to take the shape n' characteristics o' a chameleon.

'specially those hangin' 'round the back o' Love's at I-20. Sure won't find that type o' debauchery goin' on over at the Terrell Buc-ee's, I tell you what.
 


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