Whatever floats your boat. WSF2023 - non-writer

Recently, at dawn, the mosquitos were doing their thing while Carl was about to open his eyes. The area, humid, near the river dividing the forest full of plantlife, bugs and the spirits of the trees ,was about to adapt to the seasonal weather for another day. A frog found its way into his pan of water. Carl worked hard on making boats. He wasn't not so much a social type. You couldn't really tell if he was awake as he spent his first hour of his days. The jungle life drove him a little mad you'd think while the appearance of his muscular body was another thing that makes you think twice about what you'd tell him.

Someone left him a note Gür probably would be interested in buying a boat with the details of his whereabouts somewhere on the other side of the river so Carl set off his journey across the river. Gür knew about plants but few knew about Gür. As he was nibbling on a juicy chicken leg Carl encountered his place.

Thee, I heard you would be interested in buying a boat?

You must have heard right the wrong thing. I'm not interested in buying a boat really. Gür handed him over a cup of tea. Carl sat down and mumbled something about being at the wrong place.

It's about the journey and not the destination when you want to end up somewhere Gür uttered as they heard something hush through the bushes.

Carl was about to go on with his day. He untied his boat and went off. A few moments later he heard someone calling and as he looked back he saw Gür walking on the water towards him. As he reached Carl in the boat he said, this must have fallen out of your pocket as you sat down, here's your watch.

It's an M&M commercial.
But it took too long.
Shucks said the author bring on the alligator skin.
This is no Bible
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