Vinny Garr was a shady figure with dark-colored hair and somewhat blackish eyes. He had a medium sized rat which was the color of a sandy beach on a stormy day. The rat perched on his shoulder with great arrogance; thinking of a day when Vinny would be his pet rat. The rat jumped down from Vinny's broad shoulders to see that he was about five and a half feet tall with bony hands and muscular arms. He showed that be felt to be very important, as if he was the sixth most important financial advisor in the universe. Bending down to retrieve his rat, Garr did not seem so important... His rat could almost describe him as being small and looking quite worried. Although when Garr stood up, he revived his muscular form and then again looked again like a very important person, which he absolutely was not. If you truly knew Vinny Garr, you would know that be has had at least a dozen one-year jail sentences and one three-year prison sentence, though most people didn't know that. Including his mother, Emmaline Garr, who was a dear sweet, most unlike her unlawful son. Emmaline truly loved Vinny and felt that he could do noting wrong...usually. Over the course of his life with his mother, he had been sentenced to six one-years in jail. Yet still, Vinny's mother loved him. And again, I must say...usually.
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Friday, December 28, 2012
Tuesday, December 25, 2012
Christmas Poem
Christmas Couplet Poem
Christmastime is the time of year,
When everyone spreads happy cheer.
Christmastime is the time of year,
When everyone spreads happy cheer.
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