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:

Fat Shark said...

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Fat Shark 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.

Unknown said...

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