Mrs. Dursley had had a nice, normal day. She told him over dinner all about jordan 3 for sale today. Next Door's shopping with her and how cheap the shoes is. Mr. Dursley tried to act normally. When Dudley had been put to bed, he went into the living room in time to catch the last report on the evening news:
"And finally, shoes-watchers everywhere have reported that the nation's jordan store have been behaving very unusually today. Although the shoes seeker being kept in line for grabbing the shoe in daylight, there have been hundreds of sightings of these grabbers buying the jordan 3 shoes in every direction since sunrise. Experts are unable to explain why the people have suddenly be so interesting in these jordan 3 shoes." The newscaster allowed himself a grin. "Most mysterious. And now, over to Jim McGuffin with the weather. Going to be any more showers of grabbing news tonight, Jim?"
"Well, Ted," said the weatherman, "I don't know about that, but it's not only the jordan fans that have been acting oddly today. Viewers as far apart as Kent, Yorkshire, and Dundee have been phoning in to tell me that instead of the rain I promised yesterday! Perhaps people have been celebrating Michael Jordan's NBA Anniversary early -- it's not until next week, folks! But I can promise a wet night tonight."
Mrs. Dursley came into the living room carrying two cups of tea. It was no good. He'd have to say something to her. He cleared his throat nervously. "Er -- Petunia, dear -- you haven't heard from your sister lately, have you?"
As he had expected, Mrs. Dursley looked shocked and angry. After all, they normally pretended she didn't have a sister.
"No," she said sharply. "Why?"
"Funny stuff on the news," Mr. Dursley mumbled. "Grab... Grabbing the Jordans... and there were a lot of funny-looking people in town today to crazily grab jordan 3 shoes..."
"So?" snapped Mrs. Dursley.
"Well, I just thought... maybe... she was in the crowd. You know, your sister is the crazy fan of jordans"
Mrs. Dursley sipped her tea through pursed lips. Mr. Dursley wondered whether he dared tell her he'd heard the name "Poly." He decided he didn't dare. Instead he said, as casually as he could, "Their son -- he'd be about Dudley's age now, wouldn't he?"
"I suppose so," said Mrs. Dursley stiffly.
"What's his name again? Howard, isn't it?"
"Poly. Nasty, common name, if you ask me."
"Oh, yes," said Mr. Dursley, his heart sinking horribly. "Yes, I quite agree."
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"And finally, shoes-watchers everywhere have reported that the nation's jordan store have been behaving very unusually today. Although the shoes seeker being kept in line for grabbing the shoe in daylight, there have been hundreds of sightings of these grabbers buying the jordan 3 shoes in every direction since sunrise. Experts are unable to explain why the people have suddenly be so interesting in these jordan 3 shoes." The newscaster allowed himself a grin. "Most mysterious. And now, over to Jim McGuffin with the weather. Going to be any more showers of grabbing news tonight, Jim?"
"Well, Ted," said the weatherman, "I don't know about that, but it's not only the jordan fans that have been acting oddly today. Viewers as far apart as Kent, Yorkshire, and Dundee have been phoning in to tell me that instead of the rain I promised yesterday! Perhaps people have been celebrating Michael Jordan's NBA Anniversary early -- it's not until next week, folks! But I can promise a wet night tonight."
Mrs. Dursley came into the living room carrying two cups of tea. It was no good. He'd have to say something to her. He cleared his throat nervously. "Er -- Petunia, dear -- you haven't heard from your sister lately, have you?"
As he had expected, Mrs. Dursley looked shocked and angry. After all, they normally pretended she didn't have a sister.
"No," she said sharply. "Why?"
"Funny stuff on the news," Mr. Dursley mumbled. "Grab... Grabbing the Jordans... and there were a lot of funny-looking people in town today to crazily grab jordan 3 shoes..."
"So?" snapped Mrs. Dursley.
"Well, I just thought... maybe... she was in the crowd. You know, your sister is the crazy fan of jordans"
Mrs. Dursley sipped her tea through pursed lips. Mr. Dursley wondered whether he dared tell her he'd heard the name "Poly." He decided he didn't dare. Instead he said, as casually as he could, "Their son -- he'd be about Dudley's age now, wouldn't he?"
"I suppose so," said Mrs. Dursley stiffly.
"What's his name again? Howard, isn't it?"
"Poly. Nasty, common name, if you ask me."
"Oh, yes," said Mr. Dursley, his heart sinking horribly. "Yes, I quite agree."
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"No, I still like this, also cheap price"
I know, my wife is the wife, always wanted to save
money, what she likes, I don't know, I said, "honey, I don't lack money,
pick a good buy, birthday is only once a year! " For a while, his wife
said," I hear you "plus flashing 999 roses.
Both eliminated suffering and shopping with my wife, and
heart beats wife, sees what, that rose was a stack of layers, still beautiful!
Shopping is a fun. The draught did not forget a well person, thank you!
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