As analysis overdued her sprung and glamourous sensation of breathing off pace : he went something like "gotclangedmydear!"... as much as he couldn't ... too filled with onomatopical sentence filling.
***Back to business***
Irony stikes again in southern France : On their way home someday not so long ago, people noticed a change in temperature. The latter went from the "rainy, cold and not even sorry" of the past weeks to "dried rain from no-clouds and cheerful-high sunny warmth" of the day it happened. Residents said to be relieved conversation wise as rain-complaints were saturating all over the place. Local authorities were elaborating a plan to store the extra boring negative-weather-talks that people wouldn't bear anymore from fear of deadly boredom.
"We are all pleased that we won't have to complain about the poor weather now..." said Somewomannotsooldwithterriblefrenchaccent
"Yes! the complain-about-too-hot-beautiful-weather season is back!... we were beginning to fear it wouldn't come this year!" added probablythehusbandwithterriblefrenchaccent
As students and workers are nearing vacations, scientists and uglygraphmakers expect the number of quetching-behaviors-about-positive-weather to go up by two orders of magnitude : A good news for whothefuckwedontknow.
Calm is finally back as usual bitching flows in the streets of southern France.
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