by antianimosity November 02, 2011
As I gobbled the pentasensational cranberry pie, my eyes glared at the plethora of color, my nostrils inhaled the luscious fumes, my tounge tasted the epically nectarous pie, my throat felt the pie slide down, and my ears heard my mom scream, "That's not cooked!"
by antianimosity November 02, 2011
"My dog ate my homework" is a trylocious statement.
by antianimosity November 02, 2011