Success
Fifty words.
Timmy looked up from his work with a smile. It was an odd dialect. . .sort of an Arab hilljack. He had only heard it once; fortunately once was all he needed. . .a pen and he would translate it right here on the napkin. The training and practice had paid dividends.
Your turn. Get those brains working.
"Ha-haaa! Betcha that school audiologist won't stop running or even look back till she's down the hall, out the door, off the sidewalk, in her car, and half way down the block! A sandwich bag pocket liner! Gotta say, I might be a genius."
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Holy wow! Success at last. I finally figured out the mysterious lyrics to the Kingsmen's "Louie Louie." If the FBI had only known, it would have been banned in more places than that silly Indiana. Wait until I tell Sheila on the bus Monday. It's going to blow her mind!
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