Medicinal fap. Bring on the wam wam. Gruba gruba. We make bongs. I'd like to spare you the expansive description. Dare you to make me a meat suit sandwich. Here, hold this. I gotta go beat a Weave Troll's tank filler cousin. Ish.

Watch me slap you.

I'm boring.

Can we teepee?

Link this.

Shit me wisely.

Suffer from inflamed crankules.

Like most, the master took himself seriously out for seriousness explained.

I enjoy a good kerosene ever so often.

Long LONG lines at the takeout again. Shuffling feet, humming singsong.

Time for you are magic. When it happened again lifting things we showered together. She came. Twice.

Here, watch this.

*splash*

Cramming is like a soft, yellow paste.

Did you try really hard? I didn't. I didn't try at all. Who built this?

Clocks are like tiny little machines that are one letter away from cocks.

I'd like to smoke some pot but you dont have any. Come over here and sit on my hand.

Lick my Listerine.

Can we spell this? I made a big castle out of razorwire and empty promises. You wrote the script for everything. Up for coffee? Call me.

Tona tona tona. Tona. Tona tona tona tona tona. Neither snow nor rain nor gloom of night shall stay these couriers from their appointed rounds.

When the going gets weird i make steel.

140 characters is too much; make a grunt app

Fuck me.

When did you grow those? I was watching closely.

It's not just the big words. There are tiny little demons in everything. Brightstar Makepattern calling. You have no idea. If you're under thirty and not my my kid eat a hoho and call me in 20 years.

Bleak my maker

Got it? Clear water.

Yes, it's like this here. No one is standing behind me. Beneath me. All societies are secret if you want them to be.

When did this thing try to be more real? LUUUUUURRRRVVVVVVVEEEE.

Put out the nuggets and love it.

So one fucking word and I'll rip your throat out. Right now, right here.

And later the cookies. It was simple. Shining, reflective nature. Big quiet. Heat, sugar, etc. Simple.
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