impress. We inherit

a new fangled dimension. Not that we had all that many to begin with. Shoot craps and moot points. They decide who is white and who is grey. I’m overbearing in a good sense. Their meatballs have tracking systems. In a perfect world. Uphold your idiots. Donate donuts to the needy. Focus on trench digging. Advanced trend rigging. Mix a few berries in with that salad. They won’t know the difference. Quail over your own abilities. I’m taking mine on the crow. Cusps of eventuality return to your conscience. I’m not making this. All my dead ones

into your hair

about sugar pops. If they want candy, get it for them. There’s no chance of saturation. We shoveled all day and only made a few feet. Random tests show that the soil has shirts. It’s not without precedent. Who has qualms. That’s a whorehouse in the making if ever I saw on. Planks on top of firewood. You want to imagine a match. Three of those and you’ll take a nap. Don’t harden our carousing with your phlegm. Martyrs to suburbia have enough on their minds. Corral a stork for more fun. Skew the crumbs and position

toward the floor. We

hollow your legs in three four time. They relish the idea. Small potatoes make a pile of bestiaries. We handle a lynch pin with frolicsome intent. Quarrel with your inhibitors before you take it out on my Spanish. Calm down and shine those shoes. We have a ticket to the railway games. Most of your friends take comfort in my malaise. Sheer girdles get in the way of panty freeze. My uncle prefers unmarked cards. The herds go their own way. Dotted eyes shine in true lagoons. They pucker up. Spores in the moonlight. Never shout

apparent freeze frame

called upon your supporters to witness for themselves what a nomenclature can do. In the interests of ongoing cement, we have surveyed our colostomy base and determined your fatal malfunction. No one hears you coming. In the test base, seven crematories were given ice cream. Those who addled your pate were selected for additional compromise. Without an input of wishful tanking, all of them comprised a  set-up. Too many well wishers wished for wells. Poleax. The optimum rebus wore out, and we had to amputate. In the first clause, you see that indigenous ankles remain uppermost

about moisture. But we know

better. Your logs have evidence. If they practice stability, we’ll hammer out an argument. No festering pride in our camp. We’re all about maximum. Maximum paper. Maximum pancakes. You don’t carry the banner without falling over. I spread your elbows and we meet cheek to cheek. If the wheelbarrows have handles, it’ll all work out. Don’t perpetuate their agronomy. We sputter when they balk. Interference results in panic. That’s a take. We’ll do it over in the morning. Crawl into that pipe and see what’s up there. Don’t report back. We’ll send pizza guys

variance. It scores if

you relate to pitched forks. The quarrel won’t deride my character. There’s enough scratch to go around if you care for a little extra. Home town drones have their own issues. We want yours to belittle ones. Not that I’m hoping for failure, but I think you feel better when the cops are on a warpath. Any path to the bank. If the regular routes don’t get you there, try skipping. In a few cases, our beer is not recommended for corporate use. There’s a billy club for that bobcat. Shoot to thrill. Thrall workbooks

smells feeble. Like

so much lawn. Ornamental shrubs take too much work. We’ll stick with crabgrass. The bushes need trimming, but our blades went dull. Nothing sharpens your tongue like a good lash. There’s a way around this, but you have to cheat. I’m not ready to spoke their wheels. If the captain catches on, he’ll take himself for a long ride. In other words, the halfback can’t score. You’ll want documentation. We cherish the gilded path. Our feet feel warm thereabouts. Cross-dressing hatches compliment your complement. We divulge nothing. If the channels work out, we’ll have warm beer

craters unfolded. Float

away on barrels of sachet. The crude soaks into foam. When maggots shed light, you know you have pelting to do. Don’t labor in the fields of fair weather. Make your mark on the voodoo of helmets. That’s how you become a man. Otherwise, shoals commence your organs. Bolster pillows on transport. Soften those with mesh. Don’t surge when force pilfers. If you must crash the frame, be sure to ignite my windows. We punk your hides. Warp in retaliation. Not that a response is forgiven, but it won’t hasten our departure. Make a stew of loneliness

sludge. Meme bedecked and

ready to troll. Pirated toothpaste. The crankcase varies in depth, but not in stitch. Supposedly benign tumblers with mustard lip prints. Apply yourself with this paintbrush. The rollicking twosome. I’m into a hundred kinds of chocolate, but only one makes me weak. More randy than dandy. Hell bent on tubular assertion. Insert coins here. Credit cards go down easily. Think before you spackle. There’s arbitration involved. Why don’t we stand over there. Pain brushes aside all voluntary remarks. They continue sneezing. That won’t presume a whole year’s articulation. Only the credence involved satisfies my wrong doing

Thoughtless misery. Tongue

tweezers. Gelded misers. Your ancient aunt China. They milk the toast. No one survives your omelets. Who inspired my reader. Whenever you have Twinkies for breakfast, we saturate another gland. Turmeric responds to poison. Grabbers go wild for surmises. Hairless, upon a peak in Hollywood. There is no hair there. Your faultless response leaves me blessed. How many oranges make up the head of a kitten. Suppose you had money. What would it take to sharpen a stogie. No one cheers for the lackluster. They shellac hometown boys. In an effort to act wisely, two of them