Archives for category: David Starch

Tolls fall due.

Excellence pervades a whim.

She drinks with her boots on.

They dominate your skids.

He gags wires.

They globalize the hallway.

You persist in fruitless ways.

She rambles about the veranda.

Catalytic convertors change course.

They resolve to blunder.

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