Hot Weather Sentences in No Order at all
Party-animal boomers endure the heat, using bandanas as head mops. I'm with them, dripping like crazy, skull faucet wide open.
Elsewhere inside the A/C at Publix, Jewish women stately in yoga tights choose oranges and are more organic than anything in produce.
Camo-wearing Trayvon-killer Zimmerman Types buy bullets at Outdoor World.
Old drivers pause when it's clear then turn into traffic at the worst moment.
Sweat or chill face. You never know who is a heroin addict. You never really know anyone's story, their credibility.
Expecting to mince some friendly Spanish, came to find out many are cliquish, mistrustful, and reticent.
Old raggedy-ass copy of Gatsby at the pool, can't soak it nor diminish it.
