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Wendy held the prince, the princess, and the white horse, and Dan could do nothing. Only the knight was unharmed,

Wendy held the prince, the princess, and the white horse, and Dan could do nothing. Only the knight was unharmed, and he was glad that he had not been removed from Wendy's collection. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. It was the fireman just now. Actually, I came back to give this back to you. I should have given it to you, but I forgot. He's holding the blue Muppet from before. The Muppet still has a bad look, holes all over his body and a cheap badge pinned to his chest. Nearly half of its body was charred. The fireman said he didn't know why the puppet was hanging on the roof. I didn't know if I could throw it away, so I brought it back to you. "Well, it's all right for you to throw it away, but thank you." In order to see off the fireman, Dan came outside with a puppet in one hand. To be honest, holding this Muppet all the time was a little sickening, and Dan was ready to throw it away early. The fireman's car was out of sight as it crossed the tree-lined road. 26) At some point, Ted was standing next to Dan, who was about to enter the room. His eyes were red with tears as he pointed to the puppet Dan was holding in his hand, which the fireman had just handed him. Dan handed the puppet to his son,Inflatable mechanical bull, and Ted immediately took it with the deferential gesture of a bed. (Like any pet, he took it carefully.) Is it an illusion? Dan had the feeling that the short wrist of the Muppet moved slightly and touched Ted's face, which was about to cry again. Puff, puff, puff, the thread broke at the eye of the needle on the puppet's body,Inflatable outdoor park, as if it had run out of strength, and it finally fell apart on Ted's two small palms. The blue cloth and wool, as well as the cotton stuffed inside, were blown away by the wind, and all drifted away. All Ted had left was the badge and the tattered piece of blue cloth pinned to it. Text Plane Dog-1 Message Board: Transfer of tattooed dog Is there anyone who would like a dog tattoo? His name is Porky, male, three centimeters long, with blue fur and a white flower in his mouth. Eat with the fleshy tattoo on the skin, and occasionally eat the moles, acne and so on on the skin, which has cosmetic effect. Will call, possessive, Inflatable water park on lake ,inflatable water slide, some naughty, range of activities for the whole body. Interested parties please contact me for transplanting the skin of my tattooed dog. 1) I have a dog on my arm. The dog is three centimeters long and its coat is blue. His name is Porky, and he is a male dog. Although Porky was not handsome, he had a lovely face and a white flower in his mouth. Porky is not a real dog. He's just a little picture on my skin. My acquaintance with Porky was provided by my friend Yamada. Yamada is a smart beauty, in front of the grade committee, but like me, she has few friends. In my opinion, the reason why she has few friends is the cherry blossoms on her back. But Yamada didn't seem to realize the reason, and that day she was lazily reading a magazine called "Monthly Tattoo". We were sitting side by side in a dark, hidden corner of the dormitory. The cold of the cement came through the skirt, and even my waist felt cold. In the bright sunshine, a group of girls were playing volleyball in the distance, and their shouts could be heard from time to time. I don't hate this gloomy feeling. When I graduate from high school, I'm going to learn crafts and inherit my family's business. Yamada muttered something in his mouth. Her tone was so casual that I almost didn't hear it. Next year we will be three, but I have never thought about how to go in the future. I opened my eyes wide and looked at Yamada. She didn't even look up. She was still staring at the strange magazine on her lap. I could only see a cool smile on her lips. So you're going to learn to be a green teacher? Yamada nodded his head. Recently, the number of female tattooing masters has increased, and a woman has come to my father to learn tattooing. Right Yamada closed the magazine and looked at me sitting beside her with my hand on my forehead. Suzuki, you haven't been to my shop, have you? Come to my shop to play after school today. Hey, what's wrong with you? You look so pale. It's all right. It's because you suddenly talked about such a big thing that made me want to vomit a little. ” "Want to vomit?"? Spit what? Spit out the fried bread you just ate? Yamada's father is a tattooing master, mainly making tattoos of Japanese paintings, tattooing dragon, flower carp and other images on the back of guests. In my opinion, Yamada's shop style is a bit like a barber shop, very clean, which surprised me. I had imagined that there was a scribble written by a certain calligrapher on the billboard. The front of the store has a nice feel to it, with the word "tattoo" written in gold on it. It doesn't seem to be so bohemian. I said this to Yamada, so she looked at me, folded her arms and sighed. Customers are not always what you think. Oh, because our shop is mainly engaged in Japanese painting tattoos, so people in this industry will also come. There are also many young people who come to tattoo. "Do all the guests take home some pictures of Guanyin?" No, there are all kinds of patterns. Some people choose from catalogues, others design their own patterns in advance and bring them to our store. Pushing open the glass door and walking into the shop, the waiting room is in front of you. There was a potted foliage plant in the waiting room and a plain black sofa. The walls are white and clean, like a dentist's waiting room. Yamada asked me to sit in the waiting room while he went to the inner room of the shop. I took down a book from the spare shelf. I thought it was a magazine, but it wasn't. There are many pictures and explanatory pictures of tattoos in the book, which seems to be a catalogue of tattoos. There are many kinds of patterns such as flames, stars,inflatable air dancer, hearts and so on. Suddenly a figure was cast on the magazine in my hand. I looked up and saw a tall woman I didn't know looking down at me. Their eyes met, so she smiled and said hello. Hello What came out of her mouth was stiff Japanese, which turned out to be a foreigner. Next to her stood Yamada. joyshineinflatables.com


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