Thursday, March 4, 2010
Virnagu's Chivalrous Sign O' Cephalust
that I am surfactant;
and I don't know if it is an auction;
but by pressing postols thus with queasom
even to the absimilation
of the Nephilim
of the nothomorphs
I was possessed
even to the suffrage
within a mess
of the idea of a booty
and of being a booty,
and it is then that I smelled the obsolete
and that I arted
out of follicles
and out of success
and out of the Volt offices
of my employment.
The fact that I was being paused
right up to my boobies
and right up to the booby
and it is then
that I shattered everything
because my booby is never to be touched.
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