"Manny" Petty the fingernails need “Care” cadaverine sprinkled so sprucely, seen- some men subside on the loose-leaf paper print-out when what’s the big deal about—with a Cougar’s Claws—think of printer-pages suitable for all ages, sufficing with passed out (in school) Past-or-Fail basis, straining the sautéed Oodles of New Dulls, said swollen ankles and sullen ran our of donuts—the Boston (cracker) requisite or pre-“something something” songs been son’s singing and Dove soap—winging it, to defy logic with a particular sense of the God-given Gravity sinking Six Feet Deeper and Then much more deep, down in and on the ground’s soil beneath being bereft—so no Lipstick Kept—swollen palette production requiring slats of WOOD—so “would” you do me a favor and eat a Progresso can of shitty brown beans? The Language, The “Derek Langlois” return to me, PAL! "XclaimsXe"
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