Might help explain how fruit full this harmless poetic brute, (a Methacton School of hard knocks grad), who sports astute demeanor with ample brew netted locks, vaguely androgynously cute,
his trademark signature hirsute unstyled wavy hair tell tale characteristic, not that I care if anyone gives rats *** and/or hoot ****** attire acceptable since long unemployed and
recipient with meager loot receiving social security disability to boot, nonetheless can while away unlimited numbers of wee hours into morning yea ideally best time to sleep,
but also most optimal, while the missus thrashes in bed thankfully mute unless ya don't count flatulence she doth toot disrupting and derailing train of thought courtesy trumpeting glute.
An unexpected whistling unlike Christopher Robin hi **... hi ** exiting their wooded den (think Snow White and her seven dwarf men) off to work they go to earn cents
(unbeknownst conversion into) yen boot just enough to undergo gastric bypass surgery to shrink abdomen, plus grueling boot camp regimen guaranteeing bullseye
hit courtesy artillerymen nsync with honing sharp eyed acumen joining (rather leading) civilians carrying out coup dβetat putsch ching aside feeble, inept and lame
president to step up and augment pen ultimate last ditch effort to halt climate change to stave turning planet Earth into self destructive oven.
(just ash at the front desk) charcoal burnt offering skeleton crew pointing blackened decker index finger boom meringue literally every black Friday, Saturday, Sunday... until every tomb morrow until end of time.