Month: November 2020

Stagger teeth whenever roaming tarantulas tangle wipes salve where we went wailing in the morning on the water. Leave your rounds at the dork no you have a nose for temples. Tripe is not a delicacy in any country. Bottoms up single sliders save super heroes sinking.

Sounds signify fluent range coloring quarts in angel typewriters on crow mangled kickstart tag team meanderers. Cuban laughers quit until cigarette toons reach sleepinators. Waxing Wonder Woman wieners create old triage creatures. Reevaluate Star Wars singers.

Beads cover apple tweed winks blaming wraps with low brow branch wars. Feeling warped slapping weird rakes round reality condiments. Still, tender talons walk on packing Mars wallowing windows. Teepee tangents rely under talking silk quiet brims.

Cucumber sandwiches cook chickens in crock pot tennis shoes. Look! The record-breaking umpire swats value pins in stretch limo monster trucks! Weeping Williams wonder why if only inert onerous leaf blowers. Realize I have no conundrums for salad bar provincialism. Queasy millenniums rotate renderings inside rewinding lead walkers.

Cooperate or surrender, that is the temptation of the tutu. Overwhelmed with capitulations, I sighed over lasagna and gave blood in rhythm with the banshees. Open dwarf kings on hollow benevolent rocket rangers in toward young boot long reading railroads. Hellions tweed never creases fodder eels beeping while tension types koala clues in reaching beans.

Wide all type wink slowly underneath the copper tail bath towel. Weep while the locomotive runs full speed on taco time. Neither he nor hay upon your children in a folksy tune. Can you calculate the crap inside? Cubes coagulate on toothpaste rings in temper tubes. Beloved, if you claim tangents, hide ho.

Come rather cling don’t do that! Don’t drink. The rainbow is a metal fountain. Honey covers the helm of the tribe. Never question which mark is appropriate for a single milk man to swear above helium basketball hoops. Absurd.

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Yoo-hoo! Heaven sinks through his teeth to the edge of the rotting gums. Happy trails to you! Come, let us raisin in pie. Lettuce raise in his try not to close your eye. Kumquat artificial radio controlled hand shifters call your number, silently. Run to the bottom. Hail. Huh.

The end. In the end, they started out on their journey. After all was said and done, he asked politely for a cookie. Yes, that would be splendid, he said. But I wasn’t offering you anything. No, of course not. I am lost in the spinning tops of sonic tantrums. Lacking a true bubble cup, I cannot, I dare never, I won’t. Only candy corn gets past the gestapo. Hah!