Con-spire brands, and despair'

It burns real sore..Much despair is tendered.' Like it or not? Like could your soul be up-ended?
Its under the fence.? Beyond those pales.' It whispers there are screams; and epic fails.'
An example of the ducking stool.? No matter your standing ( the labelling tools?) Are blunt
And  forcefully handled. Too...' ad-nauseum Rules.. dunk dunk dunk.' We observe the thunk,? And
Timbreless'ness  second guess..Or ten thousand more 'artificial input un-topical' man are
These doughnuts RAW.!! I guess chocolate is their vanilla? Who nightmared this up? In a
Tangle of interdiction.' At an insanity hub.? Ekow.' and how! my summation in the main, I think.? I guess.
They are out.' Yet never free.' There just seems to be no gain? Is this just like 'twister?' From those
Who have an allergy to deeper games' such as chess.? Or bridge? Or poker.? Or any thing that.. Tries your wits.' ENOUGH.! Of such boring format." With choice straightjacket? Or chocolate
Suit.?
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DiMino Avatar
February 27, 2025 at 6:12 AM
Television, technology was a blessing usurped by the devil -- he uses both to keep us from God. Excellent write!
Maverick Avatar
February 27, 2025 at 9:23 AM
Hi Joe Dimino, thank you..thank you you are an asset to this place.' Well in My estimation anyway.' Yet i Am not that biased.' I see you interact with many here.' And in a fair manner. All blessings.!
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