The Mercurial Cannon (Walking Papers).
Witheld and eventualized outside his or her own consequences replicates visions to distinctive, autogenous locales forthright and tyrannized so cousins would not swim lightly. Disfavored incorrectly so right was sleazeballed into mediocrity, a high rise licked the unkempt frost of holy bodies in an act of devil-may-sing attitude. Once to long and too often; the motto of Grandmother's utmost golden armchairs and hassocks which, improperly ensnared to asses obese or bony, evolved argumentative, definitive, and near-narrative discourse (spitting idly into electric fences subtracted wind). And if blank, vacuous reaping is the ruinition of angels then fucking lorD jesuS would fight for nails or steam or supplements for marY to confide in Death and vehement zealousy. Tautology befits the life's paraphrase in an amount so bereft of weight that a subtle swan spun air so various and faint that skyscraper hoodlums bowed and accepted grounded decadence and inferiority.
Quazars believed they spoke of magic and hope for the coming of drugs and needles the radius of goD's ****, but thusly initiated cosmical waning and darkness on all sides of Earth. Nor could this be ceased as much as it could be discussed by firelight in chambers which skeletons kissed and laughed about skinless whistling. It would not be scrutinized inside eyes of black vacancy; a whole so sturdy it dizzied barrels out of their own confinement and riddles told when time was of anti-stalefunk victory (a preponderance prized by the mind's dusty blinds). Boars soon thwarted our thin hero, designed to tear hymens so pontificated by faithful readers and exonerated by those who proclaim: "On-target Nerdengeneracy in book format cannot, will not become erect in these flooded years of the preponderant sex GDP". Remonstration an option lost, suicides spread like new butter on warm toast so that glasses shattered and $350 mathmatical devices' batteries ripped and inserted into better assisting mechanism (rocks, trees, iron ore and novels). Only in backtracking are you viewing a path. Check one, and two after. Never three, because trying is worse than not and winning.
Lessons:
- A giantess falls for you if you trip her with econospeak, or far too many logs or cunning traps.
- Indians are the only insular, territorial aliens who will kill us if we offer peace.
- Retaliation sees this, and a train too slow to catch this agile specimen is a vehicle powered by repugnant, unoriginal assholes and operated by Cheryl Steeb.
- Never satisfied with results on the count of 1) Specifying a file not cataloged in our database, 2) Missspelling of the search term, 3) Using a too complex of a search term.
- Yes, I did that on purpose.
- All three are this and everything here.
- The shirts are finally ready and will be sold for $16 each, except $18 for the XXLs.
- Fat hate keeps the populace fascinated.
- I am your owner.
DO NOT GIVE ME ONE WORD ANSWERS.
What if one word is the answer?
Julia will never learn.
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Pat is out, Evan is in. For the time being.
New tracks up soon. Photographs, too.
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Gauge is a masterpiece. A+. I will upload it soon.
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