And that was when the black berry Jam ooozed its way out of an open jar onto the table. It formed a second figure which grabbed up a sugar spoon to wield it at the butterman," I'll have that crust my friend," it bubbled.
"Oh great," said the butterman,"He's always alongside me trying to hog all the glory."
And then the glass of milk turned black, its shape felt warm and soft in Mark's hand...
(скрий) Можете да изпратите съобщение на приятелите си само с едно чукване на мишката като ги добавите към списъка си с приятели и после цъкнете върху малкия плик в съседство с името им. (pauloaguia) (покажи всички подсказки)