Entries from November 23, 2012

Ghost ship

The old age of fifty pieces of white hair, dark eyes, muscular figure looks like … I’m drinking toddy with fish that is a favorite of the grill. Receptions growth to Bangkok together with her left eye, the two minerals. Well livelihood of mangrove trees to sell charcoal from young to old.

Both spouses have an antique wooden boat excavated Showcase. For full body hair cut mangrove trees. To the hundreds of people, most reliable piece of … Wooden Showcase that has haunted me. But we are using the excavators Showcase of wood for many generations ago anyway.

One look at the Ore Mountains, it is the sugar house. Grandma came to draw water, or the water is not known. Mineral eye on the fish for the grill, please do not respond. When I got out I saw his face I Grok water.

There was talk that the move is a breeze to do. I get to bring out some … Some people believe that the paranormal is the Showcase!

Funeral passed. The receptions will it take to burn her to Bangkok to look up all the ore out to the living as the old mangrove trees. Villagers saw two trucks mangrove grandparents home. Applied across the board to the coast. Then help transport a timber carrying a large stack front row … now mine eye. The need to do it all alone. Although sympathetic to the idea that it will help.

M ore Vista looks dull to me. Manner similar despair in his weary evening was to sit quietly sip sugar. DoD canal alone flash red until the dusk to see the kids running because I thought that haunted me.

When children misbehave, whether women or men as well. I swim to the island as cargo tug. To climb with a rope tied between various vessel. I also carry a catapult into the garden. I shot a squirrel by coconut plantations. This is to do this as you like. Do not worry about it.

Why is it like gnawing squirrels eat coconut mild damage to one who shot the squirrels will get me my Palm was awarded to 10 children.

Recalled the atmosphere of cultivated trees. Covered with shade trees in quiet times, it is not totally lost. Think crystal clear rivers. Shrimp, fish. He caught me by the docks, large shrimp. Hand very easily.

I think the canal is made up of minerals eye out!

I’ve been burning coal, it will not sell. He was taken to the burn. Sugar … I had to send it off to be sold as mangrove cutting on the Humber appearance like the other day only.

I’ve seen many people sitting quietly sip sugar is suddenly beckon to dredge wooden Showcase. Calling loudly to hear that.

“I came to DC. Dear grandmother left! I love to sit in my knee Eheahuk “.

Looking at the board, it’s a little wobbly. By waves. I have not seen someone with the same hurried away football shorts. Thrill to the same cardiac disturbances.

Some time later he was found dead lie stretched eye on ores mined in the glass vessel. Wrinkled lips with a little smile. Open your eyes widely. Promising a bright one that I have seen have been waiting for so long.

Little House on the old tin roof foxy Became abandoned. Eventually decay down to the ground …

Wooden Showcase dredge vessels are not apathetic. Leak into the cracks … and sank under the water. But the story haunted me to this day only!