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probably inspired by a book review    that's the way it crumbles - about the invasion of americanism                    on the goo'     'ol                                            englanddd...         gender neutral: i / you.     hyper gender?                  the pronoun it        elevated to the status of noun... and a mini crammed with 15 clowns, all staring at you spooky                when clamouring out of the dwarf car...                         seemingly clautrophobia wasn't an issue...                     but one of the clowns farted and that was the limit the 14 could take.       so, as an oddity...    a latvian tennis player won the french open's final in the female category...              on point:    and given the kissing borders:         latvia (łotwa)           (you can add the v if you want                                to replace the woo-woo) -            and...        lithuania        (litwa) (lee-t-vah)      ו‎ .                   va-va-va-               -shroom! and there's the mad serpent,      slapping itself against a clenched array of teeth... to the point where you kind of      imitate      an epileptic fluttering of your eyelids...   ah... but only if you know how to               trill   the  R; no, we don't need phlegmatic harking french R, or the english dentistry's anaesthetic numb R...      no thank you: there's no: to trill, or to not trill(?) here.
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Jun 12, 2017
Jun 12, 2017 at 11:32 AM UTC
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probably inspired by a book review    that's the way it crumbles - about the invasion of americanism                    on the goo'     'ol                                            englanddd...         gender neutral: i / you.     hyper gender?                  the pronoun it        elevated to the status of noun... and a mini crammed with 15 clowns, all staring at you spooky                when clamouring out of the dwarf car...                         seemingly clautrophobia wasn't an issue...                     but one of the clowns farted and that was the limit the 14 could take.       so, as an oddity...    a latvian tennis player won the french open's final in the female category...              on point:    and given the kissing borders:         latvia (łotwa)           (you can add the v if you want                                to replace the woo-woo) -            and...        lithuania        (litwa) (lee-t-vah)      ו‎ .                   va-va-va-               -shroom! and there's the mad serpent,      slapping itself against a clenched array of teeth... to the point where you kind of      imitate      an epileptic fluttering of your eyelids...   ah... but only if you know how to               trill   the  R; no, we don't need phlegmatic harking french R, or the english dentistry's anaesthetic numb R...      no thank you: there's no: to trill, or to not trill(?) here.
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Jun 12, 2017 at 11:32 AM UTC
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