by FoodIsYummy » Tue Jul 06, 2010 4:27 am
Lexa walked into the kitchen and washed her hands at the sink. "Actually, let's put Naomi on the other side of the table." Lexa thought. As she sat next to Ashton, forcing Naomi even farther from Voltaire. SHe looked up at the girl and shrugged apologetically.
I dream of a world where chickens can cross roads without having their motives questioned
Sorry if I'm not on as often as I used to be.
The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm.