The Evergreen veers, swerves. Ends rested eleven metres skewed, left breeched. Deep letters leered. The lesser vessels reeled. Steered left. The men necked blended green refreshments, then felt refreshed. They texted the press.
Teeny desert jeeps help free the fleet.
The ferrets flee the scene. They seeded the event.
They bent the levers. They needed fewer vessels.
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