k dig it, gonna have some fun
..
i read Marmaduke, Sunday afternoon, while taking a morning sleaze.
don't know what God I Gotta Appease, But I'll Do It For You.
If You Get Down On Your Virtue, Say Please, And Then Thanks.
We can laugh our way to the money-banks
Don't Make Me drag 2Chainz there
just for a royal rumble and an oversized terrier
The Whole CB shaking, with London's highness in hysteria
ahem..
but check it, this type of speech can't be beat:
let the lights twinkle
ya little star hummin' bright where you are
i see you rih
shining/cloudmoon goddess B
mannnnnn... these keyz above Bars, barn doors, and temple glasses.
babe, you ain't even seen the stiches yet.
dunno, sumthing 'bout laughing them Asses Off..
i don't get it
huhnh
was that me or you?
what did he say?
something about virtue?
i hear that please i won't say thanks, but that would yield no virtue at all.
it is no confession, or bend in your ways is it.
Were I to say Perfect, where shall I begin? we would picture a bend in Yosemite where Sam lost his bliss/sandal: Great Illusions of Bison
It fell in the river, his bliss, the sandal is incidental.
If you're not having fun than you are not interested in reflection.
For that is what the sandal is, Reflection.
In that someone Offered it to me, as if i would take it, in exchange for Bliss.
(i hear it's the new cognac)
So I Will Carry On With The Story No?
heh No Thanks
Well Thank You.
Thanks Again,
Million Dollar Lover could drip the very Word from his Pen.
and Now i'm Gonna Give YouOnotHer gift.
this is not so elegant$KZXVVEEDVVG4€HVCDXCCF
force Y4 Pretend!
How's thTtaAt for forcong Yerkes assume 24rEEWZY CDCXC Yale bithdREDEESRREWEE TaaDaa!
EooooYTFRRDDSWR CRTVFBViTESSTFGGY TFASXXNNBBCFF
Qwwwas shooting for4f buste à Backflip Dunno How That c'(mer Oht5T '!
Ya, mirt? HrertsD cdfficoersss That) Rifht Thru rime.. . Ptetfy Close Thomas son item's getting Really good
Yahtzee
rest at 2nDSUNrecords
..
i read Marmaduke, Sunday afternoon, while taking a morning sleaze.
don't know what God I Gotta Appease, But I'll Do It For You.
If You Get Down On Your Virtue, Say Please, And Then Thanks.
We can laugh our way to the money-banks
Don't Make Me drag 2Chainz there
just for a royal rumble and an oversized terrier
The Whole CB shaking, with London's highness in hysteria
ahem..
but check it, this type of speech can't be beat:
let the lights twinkle
ya little star hummin' bright where you are
i see you rih
shining/cloudmoon goddess B
mannnnnn... these keyz above Bars, barn doors, and temple glasses.
babe, you ain't even seen the stiches yet.
dunno, sumthing 'bout laughing them Asses Off..
i don't get it
huhnh
was that me or you?
what did he say?
something about virtue?
i hear that please i won't say thanks, but that would yield no virtue at all.
it is no confession, or bend in your ways is it.
Were I to say Perfect, where shall I begin? we would picture a bend in Yosemite where Sam lost his bliss/sandal: Great Illusions of Bison
It fell in the river, his bliss, the sandal is incidental.
If you're not having fun than you are not interested in reflection.
For that is what the sandal is, Reflection.
In that someone Offered it to me, as if i would take it, in exchange for Bliss.
(i hear it's the new cognac)
So I Will Carry On With The Story No?
heh No Thanks
Well Thank You.
Thanks Again,
Million Dollar Lover could drip the very Word from his Pen.
and Now i'm Gonna Give YouOnotHer gift.
this is not so elegant$KZXVVEEDVVG4€HVCDXCCF
force Y4 Pretend!
How's thTtaAt for forcong Yerkes assume 24rEEWZY CDCXC Yale bithdREDEESRREWEE TaaDaa!
EooooYTFRRDDSWR CRTVFBViTESSTFGGY TFASXXNNBBCFF
Qwwwas shooting for4f buste à Backflip Dunno How That c'(mer Oht5T '!
Ya, mirt? HrertsD cdfficoersss That) Rifht Thru rime.. . Ptetfy Close Thomas son item's getting Really good
Yahtzee
rest at 2nDSUNrecords
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