Telepathy is real if
you are in a mood. In a
mood telepath, the doctor
sees you. You go drunk. I
visited the dead boy. He
was a lost uncle and
stuffed. Another one.
One busted a lit dumb.
Around and up to sky
wizardry. The sword
plugged a ripple. Any
time smock was on
was there. So, we got
mustard toes on ick.
Nov 23, 2016
Nov 23, 2016 at 6:32 PM UTC
Telepathy is real if
you are in a mood. In a
mood telepath, the doctor
sees you. You go drunk. I
visited the dead boy. He
was a lost uncle and
stuffed. Another one.
One busted a lit dumb.
Around and up to sky
wizardry. The sword
plugged a ripple. Any
time smock was on
was there. So, we got
mustard toes on ick.
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