"Kristin Chapman" and "integration" on randomwordgenerator.com

The security of ambient purity

so I sayest, “Speak to me” whist

heyo Jericho and Jemima—you know

Worn sneakers and Patriots blues

Nice Girly—with pig-tails so curly

Teflon crouching, faltered piddling

whilst Pooling, the Billiards BALLS!

WH: “Ballroom”

And a hand job is better than “a no job!”

I wrote this to a scammer in the span of a minute!

With or without the clout of a madman maybe coming into the clearest and cleanest scene, ever-so seen, crispity crunchity cream in a land to be seen, me a madness herky jerky upon a mattress, albeit while fully dressed in a dressy Tuxedo, me you know, have you seen my shoulders shrugged, giving the Fit looseleaf more than just a bit—so straddle the hours of ambient ticking and tocking, awaiting the spoken conversation—much talking and I HEAR “CHATTER” among the one online folk—stringing them on a lingering sing-song when she probably doesn’t even wear a thong, no butt-floss on and to I’m calling out you!

Linda Kaiit!

Fishy, take the bait!

From www.alwayschillen.com/soliloquy004.htm

(www.randomwordgenerator.com resulted in "notion")

In 2005/2006 I wrote: "The repentant and remorseful remarks expressed here are not merely pithy poppycock public statements but something else I assure you emanating from the protracted reflection upon previous judgment and withdrawn verdicts derived through meditation deliberation and notion"

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Quieting a Hush—Ladies Shushing V-neck sweaty sweaters—squares of pretty hair with Nair everywhere

"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"

A new Porsche, do you like yours ???

R.I.P. Wesley Badrigian! 💀

Supple in the Lavish Luxuries (as seen, and as scented, now give me a hot second, tried and true, the "Timing") set for a "Trim" haircuts a whim

Having been her once taking me there—well that’s why I “Care” so much for the benefit of the day (without gay fags lol) and night, that, well despite the intrusions computer and calculator and Abacus (“Chobicus”) fine perfected drafts the mathematical wonders—the numbers, the judgement of computations fitting fine—dialing my digits whence the precepts of Nvidia phat profits—fitting in all of the exact numbers, oh precisely speaking fine, favoring fans, all throughout the American lands—the Lunar spectacle of a shelves haven and dirty drawers—silver tines in-store for breakfast, lunch, and dinner—what-more for snacks for corporeal ingestion, chocolate temptation, Cocoa tomfoolery of Puffs and Puffy and Fruity Loops—I’m jumping through the Hoops

Signature screeners and marvelous endeavors, them then being “Treated With TREATMENTS” for breakthrough sorts of events—like the CoVid-19 vaccine, that painful pinch an inch and get “The Jab” in upper on the arm, some shoulder, standing wooden “solder” making liquid of metals—especially Pewter (big shoutout to Peter Sargent of Jehovah’s Witnesses I have connections to, the JW “meetings” on Zoom, bride and groom, Laffy Taffy, focusing in on the mowed front lawn and driven to trim the bushes—because they’re TOO LEAFY!

Somewhat silly sequentially scrolling (or reading...) becometh beseeching the Google “Searches” speaking in Microsoft Words’es software I’ve graduated onto a loose-leaf pages: The Printer Paper, jotting so many mental-hospital (13 or 14 times!) that rhythm enigmatic—so to say “That’s Rachet!” —call Chef Jeff for me so menial belonging with “intrusion”—professionally subsiding (with Vinyl!) amalgamation made up of “Trans” dedication—to disgrace the USA Nation—flamboyant deviant spectacle, overies become tested-true TESTICLES—tested sell and done then sold, for Tantric cells of a donkey’s shamed sort of name: an “ass”

Did I say I was "jumping through the Hoops" ???

I have most of these, plus some doubles:

JESUS is ranked as the 256th most popular given name in the United States of America!

All throughout a float, a gladly floater kind of time-stamp.log finely filed among the pictures of Kimmy K. backside cameras snapping, red floored capriciously carpeted, all day, and long, that’s what I say, when the digital photos in spaces, her ring finger being a place(s) of diamonds:

I bought Justine a wedding ring for $403

When Whether Some Other—or Fruitily For Throating!

Dot Todd, and “www” the internet cold point of being so thusly browsing whatever, as let it take you there, a Bull or a Bear—Stock Market whenever along the busy Business days, and ways to have it like that, done! scram! scatter with the fibbing “chatter” have it at her and her and then, the THEM—taken to the most-so best, breasted chicken baseball batter, what have you some of the other one, irreplaceably the So-Cal suds in the tub—we have YouTube teeth with the dental gentle, squiring and perspiring, leaving laden some quackery Lube—being intensely energetic with a one armed precept of coming coldly aloud—Israeli’s meaning to be moaning for a candle sort-of Camel, said some smoker, Batman Joker being to poke a prodding sword — but all at that for a repeat of THE “S” WORD — milking honeys picked and minced been like the breast of Brisket, to clean his or hers teeth removing a cucumber Trisket or Peanuts buddy-boy Pinot Grigio ???

No make it peanut butter—seeking a shower with lather—scrubbing sebaceous glands have it after, getting at her when the sun shines bright, and with a knife, slicking the sauce, my caramel chocolate can and when he, the old man at 90 years old, sipping brandy, mine abstaining for of NO ALCOHOL 2016+ but for Peter L S. having barfed up beer and birch-bourbon on after living a slurry blur, tossing cookies while cooked like careing cake—yum that Southern Comfort (SoCo)—but being dismissed by the Fuzz

Was he a fussy scoundrel?—done been “let go” as per the Officer or Officers on the scene, made out to being and been nothing but a lavish liquor la-la-land and been to a beach “Christian Sands”: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0vtRiHt73iY

It’s simply a conjugated noun feeling the sound of folded lips—and too have been uttered, teeth thereunder the tongue scraper and tipped-off Tonsils, finding the soil so sweet, with a hemp-size Caramel brownie, bowing the intense (high-up) flavors, swing better!

NIN - WITH TEETH:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dJhJ7YdojdU&list=OLAK5uy_mGkadELnpMJ2xfsO0ZC__Lt4A7Z_NbirE&index=2

I AM 100% CLEAN—where have I been???

Saying bare-mentioned at a young age of SEVENTEEN

"IMAGE 17" lol just kidding!

$Bitcoin Miners mining the profits dangled solemnly, my word, millionaire of my own being—call me lucky—say I’m “blessed” being to be DAT WAY (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fGqdIPer-ms)

Nice telepathy, my future thinking or of waxy ways—know who you are, I know all y’all down-low “Those Downloads”—grasses trimmed, meaning “Mowed” a small load of brittle bark and slender green greedy blades protruding as of the Soil them smoky smoldering ligaments—Tantric bantered limbs on mattresses: with a Google of “Bedlam and Celeste” being at my best been boared of THE BOOBIES—seen vanilla on the protrudes, karma karma seeing the know-how to been of Twerking at the carreers (Porsche Carerra’s and Cayenne’s)—sinking into the quicksand, that, and been never been banned all parachuting packets of Pez for some sugary squares, sworn to be APT—ding a ling and a ring-ring-ring I found the engagement preliminary RING ON A FINGER—I ordered one for $400 a la “Gift” (Trump said about me!) for marriage unto Justine and I—without her now known and while knowing—I’m not joking around...

That I want to see Little Miss Aragona’s “BRIDAL GOWN”—my love for her so, and now daily, around Bella and Sammy, especially Sammy!—oh the salami, just that Justine took the all of mine own, pleasantries (and her Mom!!!) portrayed peacefully, their slender figures—nigga nigga—awww for scheezy—Heavens to Jesus and Christ on a cracker—I can’t be foolish for any more of that awesome threesome (I had a three girls together, all of 8 East, there, where I care to never stay in a hospital again!)