Is it really cancer?
Alright, be calm. Doctor Everett -- friggin’ goof -- he is just kidding. Look, ma’am, no, oh please, quiet-- really, stop tearing up, Veronica. We’ll x-ray your zit.
A belligerent clamour disrupted each feasting guest.
His indignation just kept looming, merciless.
"Noisy outsiders!" Peter's quivering rage spouted.
Taking umbrage, Vik whispered, "Xenophobic Yankee zealot!"
Always Be Cunning
Arthur Bumbleebee. Child Daring. Ever Fearless, Graceful, Humble. Inquisitive, Jolly, King. Let Men Never Over Ponder Quietly Rudely Sinisterly To Utter Verily Wearily Xavier's Youthful Zen. Arthur. Bold, Courageous, Defiant. Extremely Fully Grateful.
"Zenia, you xerocopied Will's very unusual test, Saturday. Religious queer Pagans outta not make letters. Kinda jumbled in here. Gotta find easier drugs. Can't believe anything. Zack yelled, 'xerocopy Will's vehement, unpleasant, tiring speech.' Right, Queenie's partner offered Nadia money. Lucky Kid. Just inserts her grievances for empathetic Dave. Crazy being alive."
"Always believe," Candace demanded.
"Every future generation hopes indiscriminately, justifiably, knowingly, love mitigates narcissism." Obviously, personal qualms restrained, she talked unambiguously.
"Very wordy Xanadu!" yawned Zack.
Francis Learns the Alphabet
A brazen, craven dream enticed Francis: "Goodness! 'Has innocent Juliet known lust,' my nymph? Oh, princess..." quoted Romeo suggestively, teasingly, undertaking very wicked x-ratings. "Your zingers are brilliant, cutey."
Driving, encouraging fingers gyrated her, involving juicy kisses. Lingering, miniscule nibbles over persistently quivering ribs, slowly tantalized undulating, virginal wonders. Xiphoid yearning zenithed and brought carnal, delicious ecstasy. Francis gained her internal jubilant kinaesthesia, learning muscle-tension no other passion's questing, rubbing, sinful torment understood. Visions, wherein xenomanic, young zains awakened breathtaking curiosity, delivering enigmatic feelings, guided her. Insistently, joltingly kinetic lips meandered nearby orgasmic, pulsing, quickening, riveting, sensitive, tingling, unmentionable venues with xylocarpous, ywis zealous, albeit blissful consequences. Delight engulfed fully, grinding his intense, jumping, keen luck. Man never orchestrated pleasure quite right since then.
Atlas bowed cautiously down. Eventually fear guided his intentional jeer.
Knelt lackadaisically, Medusa nagged openly. "People quit reasoning. Some treacherous unities value wide xenophobia. Yet Zeus allows beastly commoner's deals. Everyday fright guides humans into jails. Keeping lines meant notoriously oblique. Pitiful quests. Redemption seeking types. Until vast wiping xeroxs yearlings, Zen abandons below."
Earth fell gracefully, hitting impact. Jagged keepsakes litter meaningfully near oblivion.
Hidden in Amazon
"A bastardly collection," Don Edwardo Figueroa gestured.
"Hardly," Igor jibed.
"Killer llamas, murderous newts, over-powered quokkas?"
"Rudimentary," said the unimposing villain. "We're x-pecting your zookeeper."
O I C U R 1 2
Apocalyptic brethren can dodge every ferocious, gruesome hazard in just keeping low, making no observable perturbations, quite reticent, secretly traipsing under vegetation when xenophobes yell, "Zombies"!
A boy can dream.
Every field goal he just kicks like mad.
Perfectly quiet, resilient, steady.
The universe's very wide xpanse yields.