Random word day.
Three of them this time.
Tiger
Dusty
Awful
All sorts of things come to mind, but when you put them together in a different order, you have “Awful dusty tiger.”
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I was walking in near Kirovskii and saw an awful dusty tiger. A Siberian tiger, in fact. He stopped and looked at me from top to bottom. Instead of licking his lips, that tiger shook his at me.
It was then I realized I was awfully dusty too.
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Of course, the other thought, always about tigers, comes from the Wizard of Oz. Lions and tigers and bears, oh my.
And dusty? Whenever I think of the dust, I consider its components. These are a mix of sloughed-off skin cells, hair, clothing fibers, bacteria, dust mites, bits of dead bugs, soil particles, pollen, and microscopic specks of plastic. Our house is not dusty, because of this.
Finally, awful. It is commonly used with other words, and the paring often results in an oxymoron. She was awful pretty. That ice cream is awful good. Johnny is awful nice.
Tiger. Dusty. Awful.
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“No matter how awful something is, you can always sell tickets.”
― Augusten Burroughs, Lust & Wonder
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“Write injuries in dust, benefits in marble.”
— Benjamin Franklin
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“If we choose to walk into a forest where a tiger lives, we are taking a chance.” — Peter Benchley
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