Monday, September 12, 2011

Vocab paragraph

Today I took a car ride with my novice driving friend.  He tried to keep his palpable novice driving cladestine.  We were held in abeyance in a traffic jam.  I was obscure as to why there was one.  He was a martyr to these things so he didn’t mind.  When the beacon turned green we continued on.  We saw a plane above our heads and I made an inference that it was very aloft.  I got home shortly after and slept.

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