Sesame

Hello pretty kitty pool graduates on top of plates in the microwave coven silently suffering softly seeping into choosy acrobat bowling balancing acts. Honey vanilla country club happy dwarves on top of old Smokey all covered with fleas. How many licks does it take to get to the center of a tootsie roll pop? California rules prevent the constant calculation of such a web of lies. Gross impossibilities come onstage and dance in your face in kamikaze-like fashion. Forces unknown to this universe are totally unprepared for the multilingual multiverse. Children unborn in this form are unsuspecting to the fried apple chitterlings open sesame.

Sprinkles

Hike hop hoops in marmalade swoops under swishing lake glasses of tang. Watch the mighty moves under spritely wombats covering helium balloons. Light a bathtub full of gasoline exploding in a rainbow of fricassee. Send southern salamander suits across the merry tele-tubby garage sale signs. Interviews start at quasi religious gatherings upon rainy days full of music and watermelon. Angelic fries sop apple juice from the eyes of anteaters. Do you like chocolate covered cutie pies in nature made holidecks? Catch the microphone until the dawn of time in racquetball courts. Reach to the peak of the mountain top in a cereal box translation of ancient Egyptian NASCAR tires. Belief is not the cut of beef that we expected in this brief zoom meeting of resurrected ayatollah sprinkles.