1 ranger in the park story 1

He was a cowardly, brave, squash drinker with pink hands and feathery eyes. His friends saw him as an alert, arrogant author. Once, he had even made a cup of tea for a youthful owl. That's the sort of man he was.

ranger walked over to the window and reflected on his crowded surroundings. The hail pounded like jogging gerbils.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of jesse Fish. jesse was a tight-fisted ogre with short hands and sticky eyes.

ranger gulped. He was not prepared for jesse.

As ranger stepped outside and jesse came closer, he could see the cloudy glint in his eye.

jesse gazed with the affection of 3473 incredible handsome humming birds. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want a wifi code."

ranger looked back, even more surprised and still fingering the tattered teapot. "jesse, I admire your eyebrows," he replied.

They looked at each other with sad feelings, like two broken, bumpy blue bottles bopping at a very intelligent dinner party, which had trance music playing in the background and two peculiar uncles dancing to the beat.

ranger regarded jesse's short hands and sticky eyes. "I feel the same way!" revealed ranger with a delighted grin.

jesse looked stressed, his emotions blushing like a better, boiling blade.

Then jesse came inside for a nice beaker of squash.

THE END

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