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mmm, palce lizać, albo wsadzić je w dúpe i nadawać sygnał wriggly-wriggly alter: wriggly-pigglety; counter-alt? calling it: the miracle of five croutons, and two pieces of sushi... c'mon, let's go crazy! and take it to the excesses permitted by the original feat! (yes, i mean the fish parts of sushi, there's enough carbohydrates in the croutons, so yes, no rice-bed for the tartars).                                        ć is the puritan's aversion to cz / chai;                                        or at least an exfoliation curbor. i write honey, honey honey honey, i write honey, honey honey honey p'ooh bear droned in on it. when i write, i write honey, honey honey O'Milee. from serving in the US and A navy, to a beach-buggy accident. when i write, i write honey -        *** e - Atilla styled liquorice -   lee co reesh - not liquidated rice - ghosts of latin almost everywhere; quadruple that. convene and converse - contrary             collective. some say this might as well be the famous goldberg sardines; when i write, i write honey, i write: honey honey honey...       will you be my Duracell bunny? honey, will you be my    ******** par excellance? i see... no, you won't be. the museum of Greek sculpture was vandalised!     guess what they took, the ****** fiendish crooks! with a wet splash of colour comes the cold marble artifice - a bit like the cool-mouth refrigerator of a woman during felatio... still don't know how she gets that gob down below room temperature.     (heresy input, never start a sentence with an)          and there you have it,                   writing, catering for abstractionism, just after he said: they're on a diet.
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Dec 14, 2016
Dec 14, 2016 at 10:49 AM UTC
five croutons and two pieces of sushi
mmm, palce lizać, albo wsadzić je w dúpe i nadawać sygnał wriggly-wriggly alter: wriggly-pigglety; counter-alt? calling it: the miracle of five croutons, and two pieces of sushi... c'mon, let's go crazy! and take it to the excesses permitted by the original feat! (yes, i mean the fish parts of sushi, there's enough carbohydrates in the croutons, so yes, no rice-bed for the tartars).                                        ć is the puritan's aversion to cz / chai;                                        or at least an exfoliation curbor. i write honey, honey honey honey, i write honey, honey honey honey p'ooh bear droned in on it. when i write, i write honey, honey honey O'Milee. from serving in the US and A navy, to a beach-buggy accident. when i write, i write honey -        *** e - Atilla styled liquorice -   lee co reesh - not liquidated rice - ghosts of latin almost everywhere; quadruple that. convene and converse - contrary             collective. some say this might as well be the famous goldberg sardines; when i write, i write honey, i write: honey honey honey...       will you be my Duracell bunny? honey, will you be my    ******** par excellance? i see... no, you won't be. the museum of Greek sculpture was vandalised!     guess what they took, the ****** fiendish crooks! with a wet splash of colour comes the cold marble artifice - a bit like the cool-mouth refrigerator of a woman during felatio... still don't know how she gets that gob down below room temperature.     (heresy input, never start a sentence with an)          and there you have it,                   writing, catering for abstractionism, just after he said: they're on a diet.
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Dec 14, 2016
Dec 14, 2016 at 10:49 AM UTC
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