Suddenly out of nowhere a black expensive flying polar bear came out of the sky and I thought to my self isn't it summer? But I was wrong because then it started snowing and the polar bear came into my house through the door with the key in his paw. His fur glistened as he shook the snow off and his wings spread out and then it asked in a not very nice way "can I have some pizza?" I rushed to the kitchen and called dominoes and ordered pizza. The polar bear and I sat on the sofa eating pizza and drinking hot chocolate.
100wc a strange day