I am Decided With What Waffle?

Addle the hassles of a housewife’s delights of fine cutlery when shredded the paper "bills", that is of His to the his of his own, and wearing a Crowne Royale, listened to “Seether” like see it there? of what and when, I still haven’t received my $250 gold Mont Blanc PEN that the jerks here don’t often give me my mail, me a male—ordering off Amazon (I have Stocks in, so and so) the Designer’s dia-graphic camisoles some Sun, the one, I have a brother named Justin who is an artist with a penned pencil of etching a unique “Sig” his nature of living with cats and smoking phat bowls of summa dat “Purp”—my little Brother who’s younger than me by 3.5 years, I plainly and pleasantly want to hear from him, much more, by way of phone or online, this when he was nicknamed “Piggy”—and now he drinks the most sour wines from the country of Sicily or somewhere fancy like that, Burberry Plaid shorts stolen from me here, and ripped, without the Dip of a doggie named Ripley (R.I.P.) my brother Justin played with and my girlfriend Justine made me eat a bite off of a tiny Milk-Bone, uptown, the girls with their names like “Cassandra” missing her and mildly forceful- a kiss-kiss on the cheek...

So “Get Him To The Greek!” — I’ve been enslaved in the enclave all week and nimble, make it SIZZLE!

Hi Mom! 👀