There was a story of a honey moon a long time ago in a tropical island far far away when a man cut himself before his wedding night hoping very much to be wealthy. His new wife was surprised but injections he did take. He said use some of this to ensure we impregnate. After much swimming and fish eating too, a gun man showed up to say "...Ai Ai young, look at you!; Give me your stuff and your precious wedding gifts." The husband had a gun in spite of his missing dumplings under his broad tooth pick. The wife was brown and proud not to be as dark as some but somewhat hoped her husband did not shoot the black man while thinking of his and her safety. So he did shoot and kill as she thought the black gun man was a better option. To this day, she asks if the husband had to shoot him because he was black and he could have let him run. If he did not, she may not have been alive and no children would have been born to her family. But, she still rests as she desires some kind of racial and spiritual sanctity. Come. Let's pray! Anyway, show us the money with your missing dumplings. Her sort of adopted a 51 year old trans-sexual daughter to whom she gives money later complained of inclusive West Indian accented characters in Star Wars and the Alfred cartoons. It is not meant to be poetic but it, in fact, certainly is. Do you have an erasure? Soon the wife remembered that the gun man showed up only to ask her for her high school diploma so that he could "throw it" or give to his own daughter who was afraid of writing exams but she never sat the final exam as she feared and felt like she was rebelling against something if she did and just walked out. How do you throw yourself away when you could pay someone to do it for you like a gunman? Well, you could marry someone who walked out of his exams as well. Who knows how long that would last when love won't let you wait? The husband had to think about it after he was arrested for putting Drano in her shampoo and it affected her hair. But, it did not go to trial since the soap went down the drain. It all happened on the Island of Belafonte. The Grand children decided to buy properties in an Asian country where they hack engineering graduates and law graduates to death with machetes only for the authority and to just teach a language in addition to the faith of Abraham also known as the faith of Christ. They ate some "Warren" bread that is named after Earl Warren or Warren Moon who the baker believes is the inspiration for Warren Street station in England. Then they went to to watch Nollywood so that they might be equal. The big secret of the husband is that the gunman never died as it was his twelve year old padre who was told to show up and fake the robbery. The Husband shot him in the foot while the husband said "killed him dead" and the boy rolled in agony on the ground with the plan being that husband would look and feel like a hero. The boy, now a man, is alive and well today with 10 duplexes, 14 grand children and three of them are lawyers while one of them is a doctor. Thank Saint Belafonte.
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