MY SOBER 2016+ THEIR SUBJECTIVES AND/OR INTROSPECTIVE INVESTMENTS ELABORATED...

Advancing first #1 a wound wooden boundary to dance up 'n' down...

‘Bout it- ‘Bout it- ‘Bout it-

Booty buns arduously showered

No time like the presents of XMAS

Of one another, therefor asunder-

Pirates plumbers- with their numbers

And onto, the IT

Hoo Dee Who?

If you know...

Altered steaks, BBQ shakes- of onto, the IT

thinking nothing of ambiguous Performance

Perchance adrift ass under, to the PLUNDER

Ain’t that a catch?

To be phrased and tried ’n’ true well raised-

of one’s Mum, of one’s Pops—the perfect pair

Scented smells of ambient exhaust clouds

Scotty caught a cold, and I’m old, to you all know I’m not sick (!!!) I love me...

with Sickle Self!

When once a-bouce lifting pounds of 45-plates

MOM AND DAD AND DAN, IT HAPPENED MOMENTS AGO WITH $CAKE 1073 immediately to 1079 show me some more of them green-bars!