BROSNAN of the IMAGINATION

On the carousel of playthings is a tiny green truck made from an unknown metal but no thanks. Nothing personal but mixing log tables with Voldemort presumes some interest in the latter. The little green truck is the end of the story that started in the ground and moves through phases in an entertaining way until reaching the point of treatment. Nicholas extends the treatment to unfold a source of perpetual motion that does not involve ball bearings. It made such an impact on the village of Nottingham that gargoyles on the minarets rejoiced in never having to wait in line for gas anymore that they leaped in the air and transformed into Regis Philbin's sister-in-law where her endorsement of HGH included the notation depicting flicking her nose with her index finger. Everybody knows that meant Mrs. Calabash. This is why the log tables portend that the inevitable conclusion can only be that Napier was the father of the guy who played Alfred the butler on Batman, ergo the true identity of the little green truck is a remodeled batmobile, emphasizing that retirement sets us straight. Filling me up with your sweet dreams - filling, filling! Nothing was ever said about feeling.