Once upon a time, there lived a woman named Rose who loved to watch 80's movies all night long. She would see in between the lines that he wasnt a fan of 80s, which caused all hell and broke the rules which made her go crazy. He decided to concoct in head to the kitchen to make a pie. Nobody could ever tell who was at the door because he locked it in with her not singing her weird head off. Rose ate a apple that was covered with caramel and chocolate. After about ten seconds she turned around and started walking to her car which was rusty and didn't have a window to her rearview mirror but that didn't matter. She was going to wash her hair in a salon, but before that she went to the store to buy a box of chocolate eggs. She walked down the aisle and picked up a piece of trash on that freezer. It grossed her out. She must be disgusted because it smelled like hairspray and rancid babies. It wasn't true, but when she saw that it was not false, she was not happy because she hated that it was true. The salon had a stylist that had herpes. She refused to have any person touch her in the salon. It just freaked her out. Nobody wanted to dance with her because she refused to let it last very long. It tended to only be a brief growing of bashfulness. Rose pedals are scattered on the floor and on the bed. The way everyone was so happy that finally he could see the light at the end of the road led there to nothing but a boring hole in the center of the universe that led to a rather unusual
ending.
Sasha
