I LOVED the HOLLY, all the FOLKS gathered around the POLAR Express display. Too bad I was distracted by the wad of caramel stuck in my right MOLAR. “Good grief,” I thought, “it better not pull out that filling! There’s no way I can get that fixed on Christmas Eve.”
Georg’ann
What is it I CRAVE? pondered Julia. Her mind was wondering, she’d been on the road for a long time. This stretch particularly flat, driving in that suspended consciousness. No hopping tunes on the RADIO, only lots of ads and static. After a while the attempt to find something was more effort than the results yielded. She turned it off. Her stomach felt uncomfortable with road trip BLOAT. She regretted getting the POLAR pop at the last gas station. It wasn’t just her belly that hurt, the icy sweetness also had a painful effect on her problematic lower right MOLAR.
Heather