Double Decker Peeker Wrecker, done ruined some mood, and its moves ensued, Alas

“National Deficit”—Jeff is IT—ALL, a small one Woodie and a Boogie, with wonder, so what’s the haps?

Heavy load cruising the highway streets—the food here is great and I like/love to EAT NO-CARB MEAT

Something Seafood at the oven baking or fried and re-heated in the microwave—and Windows by Microsoft, a heavy load—Apple then and a $314.99 Mont Blanc pen ordered BUT NOT DELIVERED TO ME — who stole it from me??? You see, I am being terrorized since 2004 and currently, I have unlocked billions of dollars in “crypto-currencies” suggested in 2005/2006 with the Google: CRY all teary eyed and then, and only then, I was believing and having been—Benjamin Franklin on the $100 bills I would collect, carrying $1000 each day, in my leather wallet, all to feel somewhat “Special” and wholesomely “Enameled” glitters glamoured something sweet like a Smoothie—albeit all day feeling “toilet drained” mocking and impersonating, not insane, not inane, but walking with a trick-step (Mom: step-mom’s got it goin’ on!) but not sisters, I had a Brother Justin, made in clamored conferences with combustuous, combing the Combust (Montgomery) in the Missionary mission to seek Chinese (eww) big properties spread, of that they and their’s—sho’ hers enuff who cares??? ^__^ kekeke chink in the armor