Tuesday, August 23, 2011

cable ties are on my ankle

Collusion is a part of my genetic makeup. My manual transmission is pulling these feelings out of me. Don't you think I should partake in such tomfoolery? I can't stand the frightening nature of parameters. Oh, and by the way, if you see me at the partridge family reunion festival, be sure to remind me of my inclination to proliferate my ambulance.

1 comments:

The Stapp said...

Us isn't carniverous exclaimed the gallery of posh prostelytes. Im going down to the ranch. We are at the ranch. we drew pictures of the ranch. Ranch dressing is not made at the ranch.

Slant