Someone may have already posted this at some point, but I’ll put it here in case no one has used it yet: ♫ Dizzy I’m so dizzy, my head is spinning. Like a whirlpool, it never ends. And it’s you, girl, making it spin. You’re making me dizzy. ♫ (Maybe a spiked drink was what was meant in that song.)
Hello chief? Agent 69 reporting. I’m on the goblet phone. The fleet has just left the harbor. They don’t suspect a thing. I’ve hidden the microfilm of their new designs for ships in the crate with the dates – not the box with the rocks.
I’ve seen some copies of the cursive they need transcribing and the penmanship on some is terrible. My great-grandmother left a lot of journals from the 1880s to the early 1900s and I have tried to transcribe them. Her handwriting is very good but I still have trouble deciphering some of the words. I did learn, however, that her capital “L” looks like a capital “S.”
What? You wanted to go to AUSTRIA? I thought you said Australia. NOW you tell me. (If someone had previously posted this or something similar, I apologize for seemingly copying your idea.)
Someone may have already posted this at some point, but I’ll put it here in case no one has used it yet: ♫ Dizzy I’m so dizzy, my head is spinning. Like a whirlpool, it never ends. And it’s you, girl, making it spin. You’re making me dizzy. ♫ (Maybe a spiked drink was what was meant in that song.)