Please forgive my english, I am using Grammarly.
Today, the Japanese boy and I went to the supermarket, and we had an exquisite time.
We explored the store, until we went into the seafood section.
My husband, the Japanese boy, picked out a plump looking salmon.
And I told the Japanese boy, "No! What a distasteful creature! I thoroughly dislike thy salmon. Ha! Ha! Ha!"
The Japanese boy grimaced and hastily put the salmon back. Jolly good show.
We walked into the back of the store, where we met our offspring and his lover. They were lost in each other's eyes, like how a child may look at ones father.
Thy feline son was staring at a mirror, Papa forbade me to own a mirror lest I fall victim to vanity.
Thy feline son threw the mirror on thy floor. Thy mirror smashed.
"Goodness me! What crude behavior! We mustn't leave thy mess here! Get thy broom!"
And thy Japanese boy responded, "wtf are you on victor?"
Who is thy Victor? I am thy king Vic of Russia, the sixth.
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