Astonishingly, all the awards aimed, again, at Albert's amazing analysis about ants.
But before the blessing baffled the boy into believing he'd gone berserk,
Christine (his closest cousin, a cold-hearted chick who,
Depending on the day, the diet, and the distracting demolition program, was
Eternally trying to establish an encapsulation error),
Forced Albert to forget the finished work by flaunting her
Gigantic gold-digger good-for-nothing gems on his graceless face.
Hopefully, Albert thought later on that horrible afternoon, she had
Invented said issues to interrupt the inner workings of Albert's imagination,
Joking about how his job was like a jack-in-the-box, because it
Kept his knowledge in a kaleidoscopic state of
Leaving every other little detail lying around, looking for a proper lieutenant who wouldn't
Mindlessly and momentarily be mocked by the Marines.
"Nevermind that," said Albert aloud, nodding towards a brand new project, "I shall carry on.
Onwards is the only direction I own as of today".
Proudly, he reached his pupil, Peter, on the phone, and permitted him to photograph the previously
Qualified quail he had requested with such a
Rampant resolution, regardless of what Regina, Peter's girlfriend, had appointed on his readings.
"Similarities between said species of stones are to be substituted with sunny subjects", she'd writ.
To Albert, the stones meant a thourough trick from Christine, whose tendency to mistake a student
Union for an entire universal concept made her unforgettable.
Valiantly, however, in a very voracious attempt of forgive-to-forget, he expressed his love for her,
Without a doubt, without a warning, and without a fear of wanting her, all whilst playing the
Xylophone. She wore a xyloid-like dress, and in a somewhat xeric voice replied,
"Yes, I love you as well. You're young, you're smart, can we buy a yacht and have a son named
Zimmerman?", and he simply said, "Yes".
Former collab for a record I wrote about a year ago called "The Alphabet", which was only a working title because now it has another one that fits better (yeah, I can't believe how long it can take me to decide on a title either).
It occured to me that this way everyone can do whatever they want to do, but it has to be in the alphabetical order. That's the only guideline. It's funny how it's just one but last night it kept me up for a few hours because I kept thinking that I should be more clear with that idea. But, really, there's nothing to be more clear about. When you're only given one guideline and left the rest up to you, that's when you get to have all the fun.
So: create something using the alphabetical order and come back here to share with us.