I live in the sub /ubi/ burbs with my mom.
I'm going to work tomorrow morning but I don't have a job.
Take your mother by the hand.
Please express my exprresssionn.
Take a portrait of Van Go.
Painted by a San Diego Devil's Fan.
I am an angry All-i-Gaytore and I have spies for eyes
I don't wanta see ya later. I wanna see your thighs
How's your Silly Happy Home
I can peel off the layers?
I made myself a cat.
I sold a Barbe Queued Po' -Ta-toe.
Look at that quiet ground.
The Florr Today Is Extra Wet.
Just Just give me all your honey
I got a wallet and a wad.
I grabbed all your package.
I hope you can be saved.
I will wait for you to be released from Prison.
I saw your Name on the tha TV.
I just asked your Dying mother.
Is there anywhere good around here to buy some coleslaw.
Kiss me I am the Irish Chef. I came to come in please. I argued with the TV. I had a food fight in my brain. I enlraged my enlarged Liver/
.... Something broke, Did you hear what I just said. I wrote it all on the Website.
It has 40 minutes to present Its charity to the president of the good old you essay
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