It is broiling hot.

These fish are almost as out of place as my pig that flew.

It's baking hot.

I'd like to have this film processed.

It's burned in your retina.

I do. But J Cub said the number.

The fever burns you out.

I see you've been getting more sun.

The coffee was so hot that I nearly burned my tongue.

The reason I can't help but be attracted to Ha Ni.

All this horror and dread, this shuddering and shaking, quivering and quaking, hammering and trembling,

A little too hot. A little... I don't know.

They have one thing that's a roasted salmon this is my salmon. If I eat a roasted salmon with all of oil and chives, the amount of sodium is 60mg.

The steak is well done.

This meat is roasted well.

My eyes are burning.

Well done, lad. Very well done.

My rage at injustice waxed hot as the pits.

Wait, are you getting darker than me?

The tropical sun glared down relentlessly.

They stick in the mind forever.

This toast is not done enough.

I bet you can't tell.

(While) you were pelting them with stones of porphyritic lava,

Which hit them with stones of baked clay,

hurling against them stones of baked clay

They hurled upon them stones of baked clay

Striking them with stones of Sijjil.

Throwing at them rocks of baked clay.

which smote them with stones of baked clay,

Which pelted them with stones of baked clay,

pelting them with stones of shale,

pelting them with stones of baked clay,

Striking them with stones of hard clay,

which showered them with small pebbles of clay

Casting against them stones of baked clay,

which pelted them with clay stones?

Striking them with stones of baked clay.

I don't want to get a suntan.

Bites kill you. The fever... burns you out.

It's so clear in my mind.

It consisted of a pig on a spit and wet naps.

But that's not all we're going to do.

Stop. Mama, I don't need any sunblock.

What's good to grill?