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- Her Gestalt Was More Capitulating Than Moist
- In Other News
- A Barbarous Action Betrayed & Betrixed
- Trouble Sleeping At Night... No Air To Breath
- Decry Action While Venting Sleep
- A Rattle Defames The Whimpering Of Her Tone
- A Stain On Her Backlashed Tongue
- An Unattended Symposium Of Wandering Children
- Catcalls Into An Empty Telephone
- An Obese Nature Toward Falstaffian Ideals
- Time Can Be A Lost Cent
- Pepper Trees And Tooth Prospecting
- Riddled Guilt Littered A Sandy Shoreline
- Stay Where You Are
- A Slack Magnified Reflextion Of Rancid Beef
- Cuttlefish Overjoyed By A Century Of Spices
- A Lone Devil Watched The Blonde Cut At Her Own Gna...
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- Northwest Corner Of The Building After His Death
- Wrapping My Head With Sheets
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- A Laffish Consumption In The History of The Medium
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- Rubbed By A Muzzle That Growls
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- If You Do, You Start Missing Everybody
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1 comment:
This is the problem with Daryl and Jim hanging onto every scrap of paper you've shit on since birth.
OK, seriously though - I am looking forward to seeing this...
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