Friday, February 29, 2008
Monday, January 28, 2008
Tongue Twisters
Can you say...
The sixth sick sheik's sixth sheep's sick.
I slit the sheet, the sheet I slit, and on the slitted sheet I sit.
She sells sea shells by the sea shore.
The shells she sells are surely seashells.
So if she sells shells on the seashore,
I'm sure she sells seashore shells.
Three free throws.
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