Once again, I’ve had an altercation with my wicked stepmother. She has this preposterous idea that gummi bears are their own food group. I told her that her brain must be scrambled. She didn’t like that too much, and told me to leave. So I ran down the pathway and got in my car. As I started the engine I realized that I was really thirsty. I drove to Starbucks to get a frappucino. I was standing in line for what seemed like forever as the barista and a customer discussed vigilante justice. Finally, frappucino in hand, I made my getaway. As I sat sipping my frothy beverage, I thought how blessed I was to be able to afford to pay four dollars for a cup of coffee.

Yesterday I had an altercation with a saleslady who seemed like a wicked and mean person. I asked her for help with chosing a diamond ring and she told me that I should look in costume jewelry because I can’t afford what they sell. That was preposterous because while I looked like I didn’t have the money……..I did. She lost a sale. I rambled around the mall and passed a candy store . I entered and bought some gummi bears to ease my bruised ego. Then I heard the fire alarms go off and the security guards were escorting everone out of the mall. We all scrambled to safety as fast as we could.

While I was standing outside the mall, I noticed a pathway to get to other stores. I really needed to get something warm to drink to take the chill off my bones, as it was cold and rainy. I came across a Starbucks coffee shop and it looked so inviting. so I went in and the line was so very long but worth the wait. I ordered a double chocolate latte . It warmed my body and allayed my fears of the excitement and danger to the fire in the mall.

I kept my eyes on what was happening at th mall. I could see it from where I was seated. After evacuating the mall, I overheard someone in Starbucks say that it was a bomb scare but a false alarm and not a fire. The police had been there too and caught the culprits, which were two teen boys. They were taken away in the squad car and I couldn’t help but think that this was justice and none of the culprits were going to getaway with what they had done. I felt blessed that everyone was safe and sound including me!

The two men got into an altercation and were forced into a wicked punishment some say was preposterous. They had to eat 4,000 gummi bears and a giant helping of scrambled eggs. The road which they were forced to sleep on was called “The Pathway to Hell”. They were really scared until they saw a local Starbucks! Civilization at last! The man at Starbucks was holding a “Justice for All” pamphlet. The two young men knew they needed to come up with a spectacular getaway plan. Thankfully, the blessed virgin mary came down to earth and helped them escape, living a happy live in the neighboring village, far far away from “The Pathway to Hell”

My husband and I had an altercation about his drinking. He is wicked mean when he drinks. I find it quite preposterous that he doesn’t see the problem. I’m always finding myself eating too many gummi bears as I make my son his scrambled eggs. I hope my husband can walk the right pathway and really stop drinking all those starbucks coffees he’s been drinking. There’s absolutely no justice in spending all my money that I was hoping to use on a girls getaway with my friends. I guess I should feel blessed it’s not beer he’s drinking. Damn I’m good!!! 🙂

After an altercation with a wicked old lady who made up this preposterous story about gummi bears, I scrambled up the pathway to a really fancy Starbucks Coffee Shop, where I did justice to a great coffee drink, after which I made a mad dashing getaway in a car that was blessed with a fast engine.

There, how was that !

I was sitting in Central Park, when I noticed an altercation between a wicked child and his younger sister , It was preposterous to seem him cramming bags of gummi bears and not sharing any with her. Soon he scrambled down the pathway to the restroom because he had a really bad stomach pains. A women working at starbucks was walking though the park on her way to work, she came across the little girl justice she was trying to getaway back to check on her brother and came out of th bathroom and said ” blessed I wish I would have shared those with you:.

I awoke to a terrible altercation in the hotel lobby. I knew I was wicked to sneak in and fall asleep in the middle of the night, so this was just my punishment. A preposterous man was spitting and hurling insults at a poor old lady holding a bag of gummi bears. The staff scrambled behind the desk, too startled to know what to do. Suddenly a pathway was formed, and a really ugly supervisor named Starbucks strode up. “Cease and desist both of you!” she declared. “Justice must be served, and I’m the one to do it!” Frightened, the preposterous man grabbed the gummi bears and made a clean getaway. The old woman sighed. “This is a blessed day Ms. Starbucks. I haven’t had any excitement for over 30 years. I feel alive again!” I was glad to be alive too, and glad to be a witness to the power of the gummi bear.

I was walking home from school, and decided to make a slight altercation enroute home. I was wicked mad, so I guess I sort of got lost. It was preposterous for me to get lost, because I’ve walked home millions of times, and it’s never happened before. When I turned the corner, I saw a huge pile of gummi bears, and what looked like scrambled eggs frying on the sidewalk. There was a small pathway cut through the gummi bears, really small. As I walked through, I grabbed handfuls of the little bears. I walked into Starbucks and dropped the gummi bears on the table. A little kid was crying because his brother knocked his soda down. I gave the kid a handful of the juicy little bears, and beat his brother into his bloody pulp. Let’s just say I have a little pent up anger in need of revenge. Justice was served. I made a quick getaway by hopping the pile of gummi bears and running home. My father was waiting at the door. My father, the pastor, greeted me the same way he does every day when I get home. “I hope your day was blessed.” Thank god.

I got into an altercation the other day that turned into a wicked fight of preposterous preportions! There were gummi bears spilled all over the side walk. Kids scrambled to pick them up off the pathway when I tripped over some of them. It really upset the Starbucks employees who proceeded to sue me for justice! I ran to try and getaway and was blessed when a kid napper van pulled up and hauled me away! I now no longer have to worry about the lawsuite, alother I now have other problems on my hands….

I had an altercation with wicked and preposterous gummi bears. I scrambled away down a pathway,when all I really wanted was to go to Starbucks.To find some justice, I must find a getaway,god blessed…