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are you kidding do you think anyone would believe that? yes for sure we're talking about brainless for incitement, something like a bic lighter goes off and they become mangy sweatdrop rage easily shed, the armjab joke cirque de soleil darkside everybody loves a loser lets see how lost we can make this guy. he’s got too much family a powershort seat on the hill and what about the o’sheas and the fine lebanese rolled millet pickle types, they all need a voice (my voice that is ha) said the newspaper jack-in-the-box a journalist in polite company. permanent cosmetic accent grave eyebrow grey lint on his jacket. not just being a slapshot people poke the firelog, it’s that some of his friends would rather be there too, and forcefeed pablum manifestation down the throats of big baby huey sleepwalkers cloutish on whose existence can barely be covered with vaseline smeared on the negative, bent balinese shadow puppets made out of window screening loose at the edge. anyway as much as you can love an idiot you won’t vote for him right? so let’s put this out there and toast who’s gonna get burned, ha ha U R toast he said, he called them “asswipes” and as soon as it was heard well it was all over i mean you can’t ignore a word like that and it cojos up such a silly image of cabbages as soon it hits the ground they run maybe literally, lets be over your head fatso.

my poor thing i waaaaaant my thing is what the wizard is saying behind the oz curtain. i’ve always had my thing until yous ferrinners started making your traditional lasagna bagel urchin seaside fancies, ugh its disgusting cowgrass back at home, you don’t use aluminum in your spanish maja deodorant soap so you have this nonconformist smell and you look tall dark i mean short dark and wiry just plain creepy right ballguys um uh well? but i like that penelope cruz dame she’s a dark willow dream if we could have one. yeah. and let me know if any of his family talks.