Our party will be a gas. She is great, you should taste her, he gassed. Aren't you going to surprise us? Sorry, no fluid. I buy a bottle at the gas station. As he left she opened the tap, put her head

He felt lost, so alone. She left him first as she gave birth to a lovely girl. She turned into rocks and stone. He felt lost, without a home. At his giant kid they all did scold at and spit! The girl couldn't

She was done with it. She always missed the offered. That had to change. The exception would, she would. Good creditcards do exist, her parents had plenty of them. The picture is a pixabay.com pic. In

HERE you can read what did happen earlier. She was in bed, thought about what had happened. There was nothing more to arrange before leaving. She did post some letters, her BFF would have her dividend

HERE you can read what happened earlier. "One gets used to it", she said, "it is not that I am addicted to it, but it is the kind of life I live now. So it would be nice if you would give

In 10 regels een #sprookjeherschrijven kun je met behulp van de #dichtvorm #edit. Onderstaand #turbosprookje over #Blauwbaard (gebaseerd op mijn sprookje: Stories: Het blauwe bloed met de baard), telt