not really, a return
but a simple return, lol
not really, a return
but a simple return, lol
squee, , how did i do this in the past, , photo time
as it is Friday, i will see, exactly what this time line is about ,
New years, all hallows eve soon, it begins,
i have been training for the mars mission, day on the misson to mars each night we fall aslepp, we are in separate compartments, and on Articitifical inelligence machines wtll they wake us up in 2024.
it has been 42 years since the fall, the incident in 1975 with a Soyuz launch vehicle suggests that, the memory logz of these journals are self evident, . … Instead of a nominal ride to orbit, however, mission controllers lost telemetry from the vehicle … Lazarev is in fact still here, , as i make my journal entries, from july 14, 1975 ,
Mariner 9 was launched toward Mars on May 30, 1971 ,. orbiter insetion date of precice Mars trjectory November 14, 1971,
mokogent had always loved quiet Belguim with its disturbed, delicate crows. It was a place where he felt happy. Wit intelligent crows making the thinking easy,
Mokogent was a friendly, social person. Mokogent was a tea drinker with charming set of tea cups, . His friends saw him as a cooperative, ,most admirable person. Once, he had even completed 8 hours making a youow strream. That’s the sort of man he was.
Mokogent walked over to hi s desk and reflected on his grand surroundings. It was raining outside . The clouds danced like singing koalas.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Adam International. Adam was a ruthless lover with wine and gobletts.
mokogent gulped. He was not prepared for Adam.
As mokogent stepped outside and Adam came closer, he could see the victorious glint in adam;s eye. I have wine, lets party, said Adam
Adam gazed with the affection of 8936 hilarious moaning maggots. She said, in hushed tones, “I love you and I want a phone number.”
mokogent looked back, even more sneezy and still fingering the giant banana. “Mildred, you must think I was born yesterday,” he replied.
They looked at Adam with shocked feelings, like two dancing, charming cats skipping at a very special wedding,
mokogent regarded Adam’s Wine and cheese platter. “I feel the same way!” revealed mokogent with a delighted grin.
Adam looked active, Adams emotions blushing like a massive, melodic map.
Then Adam came inside for a nice glass of tea. we can have the wine later.
i seem to forget, oh i have a mokogent story now, about a dream i had with adam international
I had a weird drem, where , I was dreaming of the fanfiction,
that I needed to write for tofay
so here it is
the dream was rather clouded from the TEA,.
but I do belive it
encapsualted, the tea cup, handle and rim, which sarah and Khloe decorate
late at night
they paint and varnish thier tea cups to sell at the local markets in New York, and in Chicago, lol,
the tea cop, family business back in Chicago and the little shop in new York, off to the big city to do cup art and to go to ilvermorny Instiutute, in Masseetuesetes
We do not know what Sarahs facinations with Chicago is. .. but, Khloe has excamined the elements of Chicago, and has surmised that, the Tea is BAE, the tea is LIT LIT LIT in Chicago ,
Before School starts for Kloe and Sarah in the ilvermorny Institute ,.
Sarah and Khloe are now 2nd year students.
They have their schhol time table, and book list
they went to Chicago to buy some books,
and harvest some wonderful tea samples for the amazing brews, that ,
Sarah and Khloe will heat up , with anticipation, for the coming year at , Ilvermonry ,
In ilvermorny they are in ThunderBird House wich is similar to Huffle pUFF,
with a facinaction of Adventure,
stay tuned for more , exciting drama from
the Khloe and Sarah Epic Fanfiction
SPONGO , out, ,, mic drop,
Naturally, it has all the glory of a leftist sock who went merrily on their way, as a sensual sock gains popualrity as a sensual being, , which once slept gracefully in the pigeon nest, of sending telegrams, in the 1990;s. There is nothing like the itme before th einternet when we recived messages by Pigeon, It was a civilised change for we have talking socks on line.
Lest not forget the smiling, silky spirit of a steep smell bashfully secsational, sensual jogging socks of wonder.
Sensual likes its old-fashioned life. Grabby Glove likes hairy feathers.
It is a creepy time after all! and this is the fandom
let it begin
Sarah Mac DADDY had always loved cold Chicago with its knobbly streets. Sarah was always interested in keen kettles. It was a place where she felt at one with the cuppa tea.
She was a modest, courageous, tea drinker with charming Kettle and a fine set of tea cups. Her friends saw her as a wonder, delightful person, . Once, she had even brought a smiling cuppa tea back from the steep of broth. That’s the sort of woman he was.
Sarah walked over to the window and reflected on her industrial surroundings. The industrial Chicago with its tine roof dominence ,hail pounded like running mice.
Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Khloe Dancing. Khloe was being cared for by the sympathetic doctor with large eyelashes and small fingernails.
Sarah gulped. She was not prepared for Khloe. as her Kettle had not yet been boiled,
As Sarah stepped outside and Khloe came closer, she could see the cute glint in her eye. Sarah Hugged Khloe for what seemed like an eternity of wonder,
Khloe gazed with the affection of 6586 admirable delightful dogs. She said, in hushed tones, “I love you and I want some more Twitter followers.”
Sarah looked back, even more barmy and still holding her magic banana. “Khloe, let’s move in together,” she replied.
They looked at each other with confident feelings,
Khloe said, But Sarah we are both in Hufflepuff, we already live together,
“oh YEs, I forgot,” Said Sarah ,
Sarah regarded Khloe’s comment with amazement, and put the kettle on, Do you want oolong or Earl Grey .
Khloe, in a delighted voice, squeed, : Earl Fry, yes please, I am in a squeeee moment, and I must gain the excitement of the Earl Grey,
“I feel the same way!” revealed Sarah with a delighted grin.
Khloe looked ambivalent, her emotions blushing like a tender, tricky torch.
Then Khloe came inside for a nice glass of Earl Grey.
on this return to school, of the Ilvermorny.
American time, of school beginings, z ,
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