Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Tape staples

Flatulations. That is what I think of perforated gangrene engines. Does the narcissistic walrus make noise when his ventricular artery is partially cantankerous. Oh say can you see, says the gargantuan flipper pimp. Baked on a slab of granite, I can't stop the music. Feliz Navidad to all the games and sturgeons. Came away from the helicopter with. Undue proliferations will not keep overnight in a freezer bag. Help!

3 comments:

stappage said...

I prehend to agulate. This diabolical wooch you fault always gobs shipplys near the gloanilk. By the way frailty. Unlike I like...the way we used. Please respond complacency as well AFTER ANNOUNCING bathrooms galore.

stappage said...

Gamma shaped magic will infiltrate the sanchez household. If you make it. Anklets or brack-lets will rendevous with Lou Brack. Cant meat indesposed greatly.

kevin the jerk said...

Topiary fights tiny cardgames. Okefenokee untied. Crawl able crap tunch ilkin. That's cacti.