The skunk thought the stump stunk What stunk the skunk or the stump?
Now they’re fishing the fissure for Fisher. Till a fish with a grin, pulled the fisherman in. There was a fisherman named Fisher, who fished for some fish in a fissure.Something in a thirty-acre thermal thicket of thorns and thistles thumped and thundered threatening the three-D thoughts of Matthew the thug – although, theatrically, it was only the thirteen-thousand thistles and thorns through the underneath of his thigh that the thirty-year-old thug thought of that morning.Send toast to ten tense stout saints’ ten tall tents.A skunk sat on a stump and thunk the stump stunk, but the stump thunk the skunk stunk.
