A man named Joseph Blackwell was in Philadelphia on a business trip. He lived with friends in a big house. Sometime during the night, Joseph Blackwell heard a car pull into the driveway. In the moonlight he saw the hearse. The driver shouted at him, " there's room for one more."But then he left."
In the morning, Blackwell told his friends what had happened. "You dreamed," they said.
After Breakfast he went to Philadelphia. After work, he called the Elevator. But when it arrived, it was crowded. One of the passengers said there was room For one more. It was the driver of the hearse.
"No, thank you," Blackwell said.
The doors closed and the Elevator began to descend. The Elevator fell to the bottom of the shaft. All on Board were killed
Dear American partners, I think the Local Animal Project is a cause for a serious problem for wild animals. You see, having animals become domesticated and then perform and make money for a living for themselves seems to be a good idea, as they bring joy to humans and make a good, calm living. But in opinion, there is quite a serious problem with this:the animals don't get to decide. Imagine being stripped of your home and family as you are forced to perform for money you are not going to spend. You being forced into slavery and being robbed of the few freedoms you have. And if you will get anything from this is food that you earn from humans making your whole entire existence dependant on them.Not only does this not help animals in any way, having them perform in only town is just not good for business and over time people will get bored of the few animals you can gather. Making it more globalized just stops it from being local not letting g the business progress in any way making it a stagnant,boring, literal slave farm. With hopes that you will come to your senses, Your Russian partners.
A man named Joseph Blackwell was in Philadelphia on a business trip. He lived with friends in a big house. Sometime during the night, Joseph Blackwell heard a car pull into the driveway. In the moonlight he saw the hearse. The driver shouted at him, " there's room for one more."But then he left."
In the morning, Blackwell told his friends what had happened. "You dreamed," they said.
After Breakfast he went to Philadelphia. After work, he called the Elevator. But when it arrived, it was crowded. One of the passengers said there was room For one more. It was the driver of the hearse.
"No, thank you," Blackwell said.
The doors closed and the Elevator began to descend. The Elevator fell to the bottom of the shaft. All on Board were killed