Sebastian And The PineCone Fiasco

 

As Sebastian perambulated down the concourse, he acknowledged a pinecone. “Howdy-do, Mr. Pinecone,” asservated Sebastian to the miniscule specimen of foliage that was systematized on the thoroughfare.

The pinecone relinquished no reverberation. There was a breviloquent three winks of continuance before Sebastian augmented his abhorrence for the pinecone. He thereupon postulated a machination to disencumber the imprudent pinecone. The primordial deed that must exigently be conveyed to said pinecone was for Sebastian to maladroitly flout the pinecone.

:wink3::wink3::wink3:

Hold on a sec while I consult my dictionary.

Uhh.. what? :wreck:

Is it something about sex?.. since there are a lot of wink3 smileys.

I LIKE YOUR USERNAME.

 

AND NO, I WILL NOT FEED YOUR BACK.

Scat.