Statiturisation Anomaly
A lobster party at sundown or daybreak isn't the type of place a dressed crab would wish to be. Googly eyed palates. Lustfully sought worldwide. Peeled layers. Opulence on an opaque rug. And a ritual in flames. Piotous but portly. Risky but raided. Traded. Deals discussed on holographic pathways. Determine not a bean by its legs as many legs many hands many heads. So tread lightly then in a bruising storm. Cut cute chop crisp. And a full length skirt swishing on an ant woman. In a big big house. Water not a fountain with a bending statue if a man. Stonepiece time wheel. Gateways. Inner. Crunch crunch then car. Hahahaha but no hahahaha as this isn't a hahahaha story. That is for the bee transition. Xxxxx statiturisation z z z anomie
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