Playful Cowgirl Young Adult British English Mature Teacher Irish Boy
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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
British (General) North American (General) North American (South West - Texas)Transcript
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when you learn that her name is ruby Montana, you figure right away, she's a cowgirl. An urban cowgirl, which is to say make believe cowgirl, real Cowgirls, working Cowgirls have less romantic names such as pat funders or Debbie jean strunk, still ruby is so appropriately booted vested and bandana that you wonder if she might at least be a weekend rodeo queen. My expressive face has been a lifelong bane of my existence. You could rightly call it a curse people of every right to be selective about what they will and will not divulge. I can't imagine how wonderful it must be to be unreadable. My kisser is a constant source of tell all. That means the only way I can make friends or win an argument is to try to be an authentically good person because whatever I'm thinking shows on my face like a chiron running across my brow and it gets old. The van careening wildly, throws Elizabeth from side to side, shattering milk bottles and flinging wire baskets against the interior walls until it crashes headlong into a fence post, sending Elizabeth flying into the back of the front passenger seat. He stands throws down his napkin and drops a few coins onto the table. He grabs his coat and hat off of one of the wooden pegs on the wall next to the door and exits the ramshackle working class cafe. They had barely set foot in the cool entrance hall when a voice rang out. There you are, potter weaselly Professor Mcgonagall was walking towards them, looking stern. You will both do your detentions this evening. What are we doing, Professor said Ron, nervously suppressing a burp. You will be polishing the silver in the trophy room with Mr Filch, said Professor Mcgonagall and no magic Weasley elbow grease.