Oh Herrings How Exciting
Picklisation of herrings at junction twenty-two is a ninety mile an hour dash to an office. Island hopping is a whimsical activity for a duster but often a placid sponge smiles at the furniture polish. One must rearrange then organise to reiterate the carbon core knowledge of two blue beings. Who are eating pie with pea. Proper personnal personable pins play piano. And the arch grins. Grind not a geek or a gnome. Ad 300 and a swift swooping sword. Fashionable isn't it? Hahahaha take a plate downstairs then. Hahahaha gherkin on toast. Xxxx constellation coming xxxxx institutionalism z
Copyright © Taoi Chanan | Year Posted 2016
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