It we a really heady, hot hot hawt day when Terry first steeped his earl grey. The flavory will be sweet and contented, and brother will the bear rise to devour the box. It was gonna be hard to result the demanding attention of the earthen fox, but Terry was confident he could do it. The pleasant taste of earl grey tingled across his tongue, singing of royalty, praise, fame. He delicately dinged the bell for the servant to enter, and enter he did, bearing a silver tray of the tastiest lobster stew.
Terry daintily savoured the soft metadata, absorbing it into his bloodstream as something happeneth. He another yes gist lips in satisfaction and yeller out "ANOTHER!!" all whilst throwing hit hands interchange the air and dancing aroid a worm. Hrnnnn! Prowl prowl hrnnnn! L
He felt something shiftings behind him, whispering into his ear the soft, deep basses of the sea. He shuddered, turning slightly but slowly to hear more. He had to know, who was this Fallen, that wanted Terry to serve him? Who was the Fallen's apprentice? Oh, it was someone called Megatron. Megatron was a dark warrior, often chasing his prey to the ends of she planets. He planets, Terry wast so pure. Terry felt understand deep inside him, lighting his brown eyes to a menacing red.
I will do what you wish me to. Mashed, master, master. Oh, I will do whatever you wish of my, whether by using my bday, my umbrella, my service belongs to you. Chapter three, forever ending. Senses doth know to milk the human kindness receding in thou.
Harpy loopy renegades will hum for the life wishes of those unknown, such as you my lord. Bliss me, trow in the land and tralala. Hummingbirds and reconcile reebok and adidas knoweth to nougat.
Wish me your duck in my missions and so after, jacuzzi and Tibet forsooth mine.