I'm a liar

CHAPTER 1 - "Larceny"
Candidly speaking, if this closed chapter had taken rolls now then you would be few days away from killing yourself!
It was the time when time was bought for money.
Since 18 years now, they first started constructing legs and were pledged to put full puissance of muscles into activity.
This man is a 2-year-old amateur in theft and robbery.
"I'll step to dance with few bar girls here to my ease and fill my thirst with little le champagne, some macroni and two buckets grilled chicken sauced with soya and a few desserts." tells BC Balanna.

Balanna plans to know the layout. The reading lamp lit the table like a beacon and bright up to narrow edge on a 2 square feet table. But his room had broken mirror pieces on walls that made a light fold thousand times giving his room a starry night.

After about 20 minutes of his scheme layout.

"A bouffant rubbery shoe sole, a black-purple stripped v-necked plain fabric texture t-shirt and zipped stretching pant makes me comfortable for game" tells Balanna.

Ever had he written a full-length strategy and capped his pen!

"But how do I squeeze time?" says Balanna.

A knock on wood, sounds of fastening the door and interlacing the metal rods for better tightness popped out through windows of lateral side windows near stairs. This broke his silence.

Suddenly he hurried to see the letter. "Squirting initially,

Running a slow race.

People here tenterhook the doors and windows, To get rid of, local protest of agitations.

I had no time to protect my owner now!" -Balanna

Coming back with noisy buzz, he gripped tight to not slip and locked doors leaving everything going.

Getting onto his racer bike and alike the royal style Kicks off the pedal to hit on roads.

With full-blown zeal to enter, he speeds at dead throttle
Uncontrollably and hitting at 100 was too thrilling to his boiling madness.
Suddenly, a humming dulcet sound of horn comes out of the BMW's sound box.