Stories

Laura uses a TOWEL when dissecting the frog's CORPSE with a KNIFE but still gets her shoe messy, so she takes her [shoe o]ff and <brush>es it clean.
by vms5q

I step inside the German castle, climb up the tower, and look around. Do I like it? Duh! I'll cherish the memory in my heart.
by vms5q

“Calm down! What’s the matter?” says [Sher]lock. Out of the person’s mouth comes a story of a brush that painted a giant “T” in the middle 中 of town.
by vms5q

The eyes look like 2 dots in our big head
by BuinChinese

Listening to Megan's [cu]nning WORDS, her students reap the FRUIT of her <lesson>s.
by vms5q

While dancing, someone <TREADS ON> my FOOT. I STOP at a well and [dou]se it, my HAND *scooping* water with a MORTAR. Then it's time <to tread on>.
by vms5q

With a mortar in my hand (claw), I (scoop) ladle out water from the tin[y ou]tdoor pool.
by vms5q

This artis[t's an]tisocial, three times as private as any other person, but hand her a bristle brush, and she'll participate.
by vms5q

This fortress is three times as private as anything a [lay]person could design. To enter, walk down an underground passage and then up into it.
by vms5q

There's a person [who o]ffers interpretation services downtown, saying words in multiple tongues.
by vms5q

Charlie fell on the WIDE ICY slope and bit his [tongue]. It <hurt>. SICK of WINTER sports, he went home.
by vms5q

After fishing the North Bay each month, I walk back down south with a pack of fish meat on my back.
by vms5q