<em>This is like a story plus a claim following your requests. Hope it helps you, though.</em>
<h3>We call the meeting to order

11:42 AM</h3>
This is the case-claim of the missing french fries. It happened last Sunday, when I made a claim that I witnessed frozen french fries being stolen by a group of people at a store. The store retrieved the fries on Wednesday <em>today</em>. Thankfully, they were not damaged. Still in good condition, still edible. "What evidence is there"? Good question, I saw it at the store and recorded it. I presented the recording, and all is well that ends well!
<em>This claim is not based on an actual case. This is fictional, and any relation to an actual person is purely coincedential.</em>
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I once had a border collie. She was so smart. Every morning, I'd open up the front door and she'd run out, pick up the newspaper, and deliver it to my husband at the breakfast table.
Oh, I love Ireland! I visited the west coast six times last year. Have you ever been to Kilmacduagh? It's an old monastery where the winds whip with songs of the deceased who are laid to rest there.
Is that a white rose? Wow! I love them. My grandfather had a massive rose garden, over 200 different species. Every Friday, he'd go out into the garden, clip a dozen, and make my grandmother a bouquet. Does love like that exist anymore?
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