Sunny, bright blue skies, fluffy white, cotton ball clouds here.
90, with a real feel of 99.
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
I know that Fall is on the way when
I am blinded by the setting sun on my
way home from Bell practice. Super,
super humid - you can cut the air
with a butter knife.
