The Road to No Where - PreludeObjects of all colors darted past the moving vehicle as it blazed through downtown's main street. Steadily pressing the pedal further down, the car's speed rapidly climbed even higher above the speed limit of 45 miles per hour.The Road to No Where - Prelude
70... 75... 85... Finally, tired of the slow progression, tired of wasting his time, the driver floored it - he soon broke 100 miles per hour.
Handling the situation, he casually edged the wheel over a little to the left, passing a 'slow moving' car as if it was parked. He weaved in and out of the three lanes, two being the road's driving lanes, and the other being the middle turning lane. His
While Reading the NewspaperThe push and strain, the hurt and pain, it must end sometime.While Reading the Newspaper
I sit and wait, my colon aches, as I tightly shut my eyes.
Luckily for me, there happens to be, medicine for this kind.
It is called ex-lax, it helps you relax, to poop without cryin'.
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Some people are a lot like Slinkies - They're not really good for anything, but they still bring a smile to your face when you push them down a flight of stairs.
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