The whippersnapper was flabbergasted that he had been bamboozled with the malarkey that came from a nincompoop and it was all because he wanted to buy a whatchamacallit and other broken whatnot. He started the biggest brouhaha over it but was asked to skedaddle. On his way out he yelled, "You're all dingleberries."
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There is nothing like the smell of a bookstore. If you ask me, it’s actually a combination of smells: part library, part new book, and part expectation for what you might find.
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