Intergalactic Intention of a Dress Versus a Suitcase In a Suit

intergalactic intention in a dress or a suitcase in a suit One day a beef stew met a cattle grid cinema created from a sieve. It was very very interesting to note that the larger pieces remained whilst the smaller fell through. Intergalactic intercorrellated interfaces interacting. And the swipe if an infectious cleaning spray. With cloth. Giggle giggling. Like hee hee with a dramatic jam that has escaped a jar. A little bit of time on the beach is equivalent to an hour under a forty foot waterfall. But kissing a baker in a shop is a learning curve that ultimately makes a nice circle in which to make a cake. Great. But the residue from a frog sandwich can omit strong odours so never consume that when wearing a kilt or a satisfactory sari. It is rather fascinating to note that a milligram of abbe paste withdrew the swarm of bees and flew off in a north easterly force direction. As pure as driving a cart across a dried out lake. Migratory movements made Mademoiselle de la coute. And a fluted glass arrived singing the song for the deities of the clouds and living rooms of the horses. Fantastic news for the geraniums in the toilet block. Growing. Hahha a higgle is jiggling. Hahaha a mug juggling tea. Xxxxxxx sanctimonious Z Z Z Z Z