I replied, "I can't say I do".
Fred and his sister used to build snowmen together, but apart from that they didn’t really get along.
They had a frosty relationship.
They had a frosty relationship.
All of our books fell on the floor.
I blame my shelf.
I blame my shelf.
Fred's neighbours don't like his collection of garden gnomes carved from metamorphic rock.
But he thinks they're gneiss.
But he thinks they're gneiss.


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