don't turn the clam

Down the hatch. So says the grapefruit, as he barrels up the interstate on his moped. Underlining the hamburger seems like an illustrious grope at reality. Float by yourself out of the grotto, but not as slowly as horse hair soup. Idlely taking the heat out of namecalling is a gigantic sneak. Oh for the sake of petulence goes the rastafarian moose. Don't grab the lavatory taco.

onto the bleating parsnips

My goodness, what a purty step-grandfather clock. I mean, it couldn't be that the snarling owl babies have returned from their sojourn into gamestop. No of course not. More likely that hardened egg crates have been infused into the world of tarts and cookies. Although mostly unfurled, the pandemonium surrounding the Armenian marching band has been blown out of prepositions. All the gravy won't be accused of robbing a banded goat. Flapping out of the hardwood forest, we should yelp with discouragement at the frozen rolling pin. Enter the jalopy eating cakes.

Squatting on a protracted needle

Gloating paper clips are not for the squeamish. I cannot stress the importance of baby lotion bottles enough, as they pertain to the plotting of a course to Zimbabwe. In response to my crepe panning, you must entertain. Does this make enough to flake a tootsie roll pop? The world may never know. Overcooked though it may be, I must prescribe a can of bloated flea dookie. Do not seek the treasure, says the gandering filler neck.

Be afraid you egotistical flange.

A few things come to mind. Being egotistical is not an appropriate quality. For example, look at the flange in the illustration above. When having a big ego the flange became overloaded and somewhat "faulty" if you will. I wonder when big milt will conduct some new scientific experiment in which he makes alavert grow from a pleading granulated sugar frothating machine.

Wheat and catapults

BREAKING NEWS FLASH.... THURSDAY

BREAKING NEWS FROM THE DESK OF TAPE GUNS ANONYMOUS...

There were 12,000,063 snarling owl babies seen invading airspace over Uzbekistan early next week, in clear violation of the Inability Pact of 473 B.C., according to German authorities. What this means in relation to the flaking of egg shells has yet to be determined. Farming equipment was instrumental to the compartmentalization of gourds. The engorgement will proceed to become a malapropism of sorts.

In other news, the narcissistic embolism cannot be undermined by bloviated Peruvian sloth toenails. There will be no implications of garishness to the harem procession. Any assistance can be directed to the National Rifle Association's office of foreign affairs.

This has been a news flash. Now back to your regularly scheduled fish feeding.

gloated loins

Dough rollers and plaque inscriptions are similar to my ankle. Or pastry oven. Here is the conversation between the digits.

roller: Hey you, I have a pinecone shaped interphalangeal joint.

oven: Perhaps you should have a dermatologist pee on your nose hairs.

roller: I have acted rashly.

ankle: Goat cheese is said to have phlebotomic value.

inscriptions: No, you feline intentional foul.

oven: Blasted fools and their wee little handlebars.

roller: You should've consulted Mr. Galapagos for the password to the garden gnomes.


And so goes the dialogue betwixt all the genomes and particles.
Please refrain from describing this interaction to any and all antelopes.

Toke Q

Ordinary plucking devices are like a time machine. Oh, for the sake of placation devices, says the torpid jackalope. Can you hear all the ringers from Doug Flutie's cell phone? They are telling me to pretend I am Hugh Jackman. You know, the guy that has big chops in that movie about the mutant superheros. What's the name of it? Oh yeah, Clerks. Or was that the movie about the snakes on an airplane? Maybe the one with Denzel Washington's nephew's dog. Or perhaps I am meandering around the 9mm blanks.