1. I hope my face won't get fat in the future.
2. The female fox is less fearful than the male.
3. Wearing feathers instead of furs is more fashionable in France.
4. I was fortunate to escape the fire without inhaling too many fumes.
5. The zoo was big enough to hold forty falcons, five dolphins and fifteen elephants.
6. Phoebe felt fatigued after she spent her entire Friday working on a physics lab.
7. She was flirty because she was attracted to his physique, his fame and his Ferrari.
8. Fred knew he would have to sit in traffic on his way to work, so he brought a cup of coffee and a muffin to eat in his car.
9. After the group returned from fishing in the ocean, they roasted catfish over an open campfire.
10. Frank and Faith fought about who would pay for the four-hundred dollar phone bill.
11. My fever finally wore off after my father gave me some medication from the pharmacy.
12. My friends gave me a funny look when I ate my filet mignon with my hands, but I forgot to pack a knife and a fork.
13. I had to have four fillings at the dentist today, but I refuse to give up fudge because it's my favorite.
14. The mother felt relieved when she woke up from her nap and found her infant son fast asleep on the sofa.
15. The family was forced to move away from California because they no longer had sufficient funds to pay for their fancy lifestyle.

After my last semester of college, I decided to fly to France with my friends and tried to earn a living as a foreign chef. I opened up a small restaurant in Paris called the French Fry , where I sold a variety of fried dishes and desserts. During my freshman year of college, I was forced to learn how to cook, and I fried everything. Therefore , the menu at the French Fry consisted of fried eggs, fried bacon, fried hash browns, or fried sausages for breakfast; fried chicken, fried shrimp, fried vegetables or fried rice , for lunch; fried steak, fried potatoes, fried noodles, or fried dumplings for dinner; and for dessert, I even offered fried ice cream and fried candy bars.

At first, the restaurant was so successful that I made a small fortune. My friends and I bought a loft that was five minutes away from the restaurant. On Fridays, they helped serve food and mop the floors after the restaurant closed. Without their help, I would have been at the French Fry forever.

Most of my customers were foreigners who were visiting France for a few days. After the tourist season was over, I quickly lost funds because many of the French locals refused to come inside. Famous food critics said my dishes were flavorful but fattening.

Even though the restaurant failed, I enjoyed the experience because I had so much fun. In the future, I plan to sell a variety of foreign fruits to the French customer, so no one would have to worry about ruining his or her figure.