I gave my wife’s breakfast options to a cutlery-using group of drunken heathens:

Nothing in the bank due to a tie in enumeration.

The hive has: A single member, hirsute gorilla urinals and four pairs of legume opera solos.

Below the many examples of frivolity in his poetry, Anne sees the relationship from positions of fondness.

The IASIP crew preparing unadulterated cocaine ruins their footwear. The mafia has been troublesome.

You can't hear? Has that been a deficiency?

A simple breakfast because the ends of the weeks are lonelier.

The close-by Japanese hostess of a musical has a pathetic duty.

Careless people have fewer accidents, according to their male children.

When you absolutely have to let one rip

An infectious microbe affects the eyes.

Mario’s brother suffers ennui in a hotel washroom and tries the conjuring game put there.

Usually, it was easier to take a beating on cocaine.

Reposts signalled the death of r/wordavalanches, guys. Any alternatives?

A modern marvel, the US is fond of stoners.

A wood-worker on a trademarked keto diet sees his fish get into automobile accidents and then a beat-up funeral carriage.

The skies threaten rain while an oracle, not lost to influence, issues a mighty declaration about a mutant permitting creature comforts.

Now that the demon in her head has weakened, take long looks.

My boss wanted to reduce the status of his staff. I told him it was a tough move, with each reduction causing hurt feelings.

The girls in line hang their legs and messily cross their pretty, ready feet like closing scissors.

Lazy people on death beds smugly issued a challenge.

Did the meditation class hold value, as paid for with fossil fuel?

Dude, should these aged fish organs fix my ride, we’ll be family.

Stammering, I tell my mother to murmur, "My being is a silent matriarch."

Woman, attack the parade in your capacity as First Lady.