Fun With Ferris

love that this didn’t get nasty or overly sexual. awesome.

Mrs. Dalloway said she would buy the flowers herself. And then the murders began.

In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth. And then the murders began.

The phantom of the opera did exist. And then the murders begun.

Maman died today. And then the murders began. 

It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen. And then the murders began.

In 1815 Monsieur Charles-Francois-Bienvenu Myriel was Bishop of Digne. And then the murders began.

Arma virumque cano, Troiae qui primus ab oris Italiam, fato profugus, Laviniaque venit litora, multum ille et terris iactatus et alto vi superum saevae memorem Iunonis ob iram; multa quoque et bello passus, dum conderet urbem,               inferretque deos Latio, genus unde Latinum, Albanique patres, atque altae moenia Romae. Deinde homicidia coeperunt. 

When Mr. Bilbo Baggins of Bag End announced that he would shortly be celebrating his eleventy-first birthday with a party of special magnificence, there was much talk and excitement in Hobbiton. And then the murders began.

“Christmas won’t be Christmas without any presents,” grumbled Jo, lying on the rug. And then the murders began. 

It was a dark and stormy night. And then the murders began.

“It was a nice day. And then the murders began.”

An hour before sunset, on the evening of a day in the beginning of October, 1815, a man traveling afoot entered the little town of D______. And then the murders began.

Marley was dead, to begin with. Then the murders began.

Mrs Dalloway said she would buy the flowers herself. And then the murders began.

First, the colors. And then the murders began.

“Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house, not a creature was stirring-not even a mouse. And then the murders began.”

Water. Earth. Fire. Air. Long ago, the four nations lived together in harmony. And then the murders began.

According to all know laws of aviation, there is no way a bee should be able to fly. And then the murders began

Gay Street, so Jane always thought, did not live up to its name. And then the murders began.

The Scopuli had been taken eight days ago, and Julie Mao was finally ready to be shot.  And then the murders began.

The building was on fire and it wasn’t my fault. And then the murders began.

Mr and Mrs Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much. And then the murders began.

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Don’t you hate it when you’re dead inside and run out of apps to refresh

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