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One day there was a camel who felt a little shy when his bottom teeth fell out of his raincoat. So he rented out a bus to his older sisters niece. Once there, he climbed a large mountain which he felt was difficult and failed. Mildred Smithburt of Glockunberry bungee jumped left on top of one massive bald man, so he sneezed and fell over. Tall trees touch the giraffes neck as it felt soft and sleek. The reaper rode his rotten cabbage into my giraffe's foot. I shouted "get back!" and he tripped on my cake made of strawberry glass. Mother dearest drove away looking determined on the long road.

I said, "Run, caterpillar!" The caterpillar ran so fast he tripped over Adolf's elbow particles, scrambling for scrambled cheese and parsnips. PC Plod asked God for eyebrows to make cakes with onion skin but he spontaneously exploded into a thousand springy door knobs. The Camel returned. He died severely.

The end. Haha no. Oh dear. A female water bottle cried today because he changed sexes again. Lobster foot, yum. In my head zombies reside. I laugh. Please enter your details in the volcanic mountain or else.

My wand flipped when I died. It all boiled over and made me hurt my knees. I watched every hippopotamus dive through a mouldy twisting fence. Cripple me. Dare me. Tease me. Lick your rusty kettles Mr Fingers. Go on. Lift up your mother. Rejoice, for behind it all there is a glorious reason. For to which Hubert knows the hidden answers to the rusty kettles. Majory Stewart is my garden keeper and loves to weed the area of magical enveloped daisies. Haha you spicy goat. Jump around. Jump around. Jump up, and feed my dog please? Orange faced people are kind. What if Sally ate your boogie sweat dishwasher trucker hat? Poo wee. Thrill me.

Barbed wire is my brother's sisters' great aunts mouldy window pane that I lick for fun when I have nothing else to do because i am a gorilla with a twisted kneecap. Humble as wretched geese do sink in their underwear. Flee the flock of material that reaches towards, eyes wide open in shock. Swearing that it was incest, oh incest.

Touch your spaghetti toe, yummy ripple. Very fickle. There was a sticky piece of meat there. Along with a meat, there lived a Jimmy. Who lived in downtown Golly-land with Tinky winky's left toe. Haha snot suddenly shot over there. Where, Blair? someones hair long fuzzy. HAHA WHAT! HAHA WHERE? Goggly-eyed stare. Tissues with intense paranoia, growing blackberries north of here. May the force fuck off. Slightly mean. Squeaky clean, Mr Bean's computer screen. Fellow yellow, wrong turn down the drain, ouch. Get up. Hell no. GET UP. I laugh so much at cigarettes chomping on your face. They chomp. They snigger at my rare hip. Dip low.

Yesterday's today sandwich toe, slime bucket and pubic shavings whipped my stomach into a frenzy and
galloped of, beef stroganoff
 
One day there was a camel who felt a little shy when his bottom teeth fell out of his raincoat. So he rented out a bus to his older sisters niece. Once there, he climbed a large mountain which he felt was difficult and failed. Mildred Smithburt of Glockunberry bungee jumped left on top of one massive bald man, so he sneezed and fell over. Tall trees touch the giraffes neck as it felt soft and sleek. The reaper rode his rotten cabbage into my giraffe's foot. I shouted "get back!" and he tripped on my cake made of strawberry glass. Mother dearest drove away looking determined on the long road.

I said, "Run, caterpillar!" The caterpillar ran so fast he tripped over Adolf's elbow particles, scrambling for scrambled cheese and parsnips. PC Plod asked God for eyebrows to make cakes with onion skin but he spontaneously exploded into a thousand springy door knobs. The Camel returned. He died severely.

The end. Haha no. Oh dear. A female water bottle cried today because he changed sexes again. Lobster foot, yum. In my head zombies reside. I laugh. Please enter your details in the volcanic mountain or else.

My wand flipped when I died. It all boiled over and made me hurt my knees. I watched every hippopotamus dive through a mouldy twisting fence. Cripple me. Dare me. Tease me. Lick your rusty kettles Mr Fingers. Go on. Lift up your mother. Rejoice, for behind it all there is a glorious reason. For to which Hubert knows the hidden answers to the rusty kettles. Majory Stewart is my garden keeper and loves to weed the area of magical enveloped daisies. Haha you spicy goat. Jump around. Jump around. Jump up, and feed my dog please? Orange faced people are kind. What if Sally ate your boogie sweat dishwasher trucker hat? Poo wee. Thrill me.

Barbed wire is my brother's sisters' great aunts mouldy window pane that I lick for fun when I have nothing else to do because i am a gorilla with a twisted kneecap. Humble as wretched geese do sink in their underwear. Flee the flock of material that reaches towards, eyes wide open in shock. Swearing that it was incest, oh incest.

Touch your spaghetti toe, yummy ripple. Very fickle. There was a sticky piece of meat there. Along with a meat, there lived a Jimmy. Who lived in downtown Golly-land with Tinky winky's left toe. Haha snot suddenly shot over there. Where, Blair? someones hair long fuzzy. HAHA WHAT! HAHA WHERE? Goggly-eyed stare. Tissues with intense paranoia, growing blackberries north of here. May the force fuck off. Slightly mean. Squeaky clean, Mr Bean's computer screen. Fellow yellow, wrong turn down the drain, ouch. Get up. Hell no. GET UP. I laugh so much at cigarettes chomping on your face. They chomp. They snigger at my rare hip. Dip low.

Yesterday's today sandwich toe, slime bucket and pubic shavings whipped my stomach into a frenzy and
galloped of, beef stroganoff, lemon uggboots
 
One day there was a camel who felt a little shy when his bottom teeth fell out of his raincoat. So he rented out a bus to his older sisters niece. Once there, he climbed a large mountain which he felt was difficult and failed. Mildred Smithburt of Glockunberry bungee jumped left on top of one massive bald man, so he sneezed and fell over. Tall trees touch the giraffes neck as it felt soft and sleek. The reaper rode his rotten cabbage into my giraffe's foot. I shouted "get back!" and he tripped on my cake made of strawberry glass. Mother dearest drove away looking determined on the long road.

I said, "Run, caterpillar!" The caterpillar ran so fast he tripped over Adolf's elbow particles, scrambling for scrambled cheese and parsnips. PC Plod asked God for eyebrows to make cakes with onion skin but he spontaneously exploded into a thousand springy door knobs. The Camel returned. He died severely.

The end. Haha no. Oh dear. A female water bottle cried today because he changed sexes again. Lobster foot, yum. In my head zombies reside. I laugh. Please enter your details in the volcanic mountain or else.

My wand flipped when I died. It all boiled over and made me hurt my knees. I watched every hippopotamus dive through a mouldy twisting fence. Cripple me. Dare me. Tease me. Lick your rusty kettles Mr Fingers. Go on. Lift up your mother. Rejoice, for behind it all there is a glorious reason. For to which Hubert knows the hidden answers to the rusty kettles. Majory Stewart is my garden keeper and loves to weed the area of magical enveloped daisies. Haha you spicy goat. Jump around. Jump around. Jump up, and feed my dog please? Orange faced people are kind. What if Sally ate your boogie sweat dishwasher trucker hat? Poo wee. Thrill me.

Barbed wire is my brother's sisters' great aunts mouldy window pane that I lick for fun when I have nothing else to do because i am a gorilla with a twisted kneecap. Humble as wretched geese do sink in their underwear. Flee the flock of material that reaches towards, eyes wide open in shock. Swearing that it was incest, oh incest.

Touch your spaghetti toe, yummy ripple. Very fickle. There was a sticky piece of meat there. Along with a meat, there lived a Jimmy. Who lived in downtown Golly-land with Tinky winky's left toe. Haha snot suddenly shot over there. Where, Blair? someones hair long fuzzy. HAHA WHAT! HAHA WHERE? Goggly-eyed stare. Tissues with intense paranoia, growing blackberries north of here. May the force fuck off. Slightly mean. Squeaky clean, Mr Bean's computer screen. Fellow yellow, wrong turn down the drain, ouch. Get up. Hell no. GET UP. I laugh so much at cigarettes chomping on your face. They chomp. They snigger at my rare hip. Dip low.

Yesterday's today sandwich toe, slime bucket and pubic shavings whipped my stomach into a frenzy and
galloped of, beef stroganoff, lemon uggboots for you
 
One day there was a camel who felt a little shy when his bottom teeth fell out of his raincoat. So he rented out a bus to his older sisters niece. Once there, he climbed a large mountain which he felt was difficult and failed. Mildred Smithburt of Glockunberry bungee jumped left on top of one massive bald man, so he sneezed and fell over. Tall trees touch the giraffes neck as it felt soft and sleek. The reaper rode his rotten cabbage into my giraffe's foot. I shouted "get back!" and he tripped on my cake made of strawberry glass. Mother dearest drove away looking determined on the long road.

I said, "Run, caterpillar!" The caterpillar ran so fast he tripped over Adolf's elbow particles, scrambling for scrambled cheese and parsnips. PC Plod asked God for eyebrows to make cakes with onion skin but he spontaneously exploded into a thousand springy door knobs. The Camel returned. He died severely.

The end. Haha no. Oh dear. A female water bottle cried today because he changed sexes again. Lobster foot, yum. In my head zombies reside. I laugh. Please enter your details in the volcanic mountain or else.

My wand flipped when I died. It all boiled over and made me hurt my knees. I watched every hippopotamus dive through a mouldy twisting fence. Cripple me. Dare me. Tease me. Lick your rusty kettles Mr Fingers. Go on. Lift up your mother. Rejoice, for behind it all there is a glorious reason. For to which Hubert knows the hidden answers to the rusty kettles. Majory Stewart is my garden keeper and loves to weed the area of magical enveloped daisies. Haha you spicy goat. Jump around. Jump around. Jump up, and feed my dog please? Orange faced people are kind. What if Sally ate your boogie sweat dishwasher trucker hat? Poo wee. Thrill me.

Barbed wire is my brother's sisters' great aunts mouldy window pane that I lick for fun when I have nothing else to do because i am a gorilla with a twisted kneecap. Humble as wretched geese do sink in their underwear. Flee the flock of material that reaches towards, eyes wide open in shock. Swearing that it was incest, oh incest.

Touch your spaghetti toe, yummy ripple. Very fickle. There was a sticky piece of meat there. Along with a meat, there lived a Jimmy. Who lived in downtown Golly-land with Tinky winky's left toe. Haha snot suddenly shot over there. Where, Blair? someones hair long fuzzy. HAHA WHAT! HAHA WHERE? Goggly-eyed stare. Tissues with intense paranoia, growing blackberries north of here. May the force fuck off. Slightly mean. Squeaky clean, Mr Bean's computer screen. Fellow yellow, wrong turn down the drain, ouch. Get up. Hell no. GET UP. I laugh so much at cigarettes chomping on your face. They chomp. They snigger at my rare hip. Dip low.

Yesterday's today sandwich toe, slime bucket and pubic shavings whipped my stomach into a frenzy and
galloped of, beef stroganoff, lemon uggboots for you to taste.
 
One day there was a camel who felt a little shy when his bottom teeth fell out of his raincoat. So he rented out a bus to his older sisters niece. Once there, he climbed a large mountain which he felt was difficult and failed. Mildred Smithburt of Glockunberry bungee jumped left on top of one massive bald man, so he sneezed and fell over. Tall trees touch the giraffes neck as it felt soft and sleek. The reaper rode his rotten cabbage into my giraffe's foot. I shouted "get back!" and he tripped on my cake made of strawberry glass. Mother dearest drove away looking determined on the long road.

I said, "Run, caterpillar!" The caterpillar ran so fast he tripped over Adolf's elbow particles, scrambling for scrambled cheese and parsnips. PC Plod asked God for eyebrows to make cakes with onion skin but he spontaneously exploded into a thousand springy door knobs. The Camel returned. He died severely.

The end. Haha no. Oh dear. A female water bottle cried today because he changed sexes again. Lobster foot, yum. In my head zombies reside. I laugh. Please enter your details in the volcanic mountain or else.

My wand flipped when I died. It all boiled over and made me hurt my knees. I watched every hippopotamus dive through a mouldy twisting fence. Cripple me. Dare me. Tease me. Lick your rusty kettles Mr Fingers. Go on. Lift up your mother. Rejoice, for behind it all there is a glorious reason. For to which Hubert knows the hidden answers to the rusty kettles. Majory Stewart is my garden keeper and loves to weed the area of magical enveloped daisies. Haha you spicy goat. Jump around. Jump around. Jump up, and feed my dog please? Orange faced people are kind. What if Sally ate your boogie sweat dishwasher trucker hat? Poo wee. Thrill me.

Barbed wire is my brother's sisters' great aunts mouldy window pane that I lick for fun when I have nothing else to do because i am a gorilla with a twisted kneecap. Humble as wretched geese do sink in their underwear. Flee the flock of material that reaches towards, eyes wide open in shock. Swearing that it was incest, oh incest.

Touch your spaghetti toe, yummy ripple. Very fickle. There was a sticky piece of meat there. Along with a meat, there lived a Jimmy. Who lived in downtown Golly-land with Tinky winky's left toe. Haha snot suddenly shot over there. Where, Blair? someones hair long fuzzy. HAHA WHAT! HAHA WHERE? Goggly-eyed stare. Tissues with intense paranoia, growing blackberries north of here. May the force fuck off. Slightly mean. Squeaky clean, Mr Bean's computer screen. Fellow yellow, wrong turn down the drain, ouch. Get up. Hell no. GET UP. I laugh so much at cigarettes chomping on your face. They chomp. They snigger at my rare hip. Dip low.

Yesterday's today sandwich toe, slime bucket and pubic shavings whipped my stomach into a frenzy and
galloped of, beef stroganoff, lemon uggboots for you to taste. Or burn.
 
One day there was a camel who felt a little shy when his bottom teeth fell out of his raincoat. So he rented out a bus to his older sisters niece. Once there, he climbed a large mountain which he felt was difficult and failed. Mildred Smithburt of Glockunberry bungee jumped left on top of one massive bald man, so he sneezed and fell over. Tall trees touch the giraffes neck as it felt soft and sleek. The reaper rode his rotten cabbage into my giraffe's foot. I shouted "get back!" and he tripped on my cake made of strawberry glass. Mother dearest drove away looking determined on the long road.

I said, "Run, caterpillar!" The caterpillar ran so fast he tripped over Adolf's elbow particles, scrambling for scrambled cheese and parsnips. PC Plod asked God for eyebrows to make cakes with onion skin but he spontaneously exploded into a thousand springy door knobs. The Camel returned. He died severely.

The end. Haha no. Oh dear. A female water bottle cried today because he changed sexes again. Lobster foot, yum. In my head zombies reside. I laugh. Please enter your details in the volcanic mountain or else.

My wand flipped when I died. It all boiled over and made me hurt my knees. I watched every hippopotamus dive through a mouldy twisting fence. Cripple me. Dare me. Tease me. Lick your rusty kettles Mr Fingers. Go on. Lift up your mother. Rejoice, for behind it all there is a glorious reason. For to which Hubert knows the hidden answers to the rusty kettles. Majory Stewart is my garden keeper and loves to weed the area of magical enveloped daisies. Haha you spicy goat. Jump around. Jump around. Jump up, and feed my dog please? Orange faced people are kind. What if Sally ate your boogie sweat dishwasher trucker hat? Poo wee. Thrill me.

Barbed wire is my brother's sisters' great aunts mouldy window pane that I lick for fun when I have nothing else to do because i am a gorilla with a twisted kneecap. Humble as wretched geese do sink in their underwear. Flee the flock of material that reaches towards, eyes wide open in shock. Swearing that it was incest, oh incest.

Touch your spaghetti toe, yummy ripple. Very fickle. There was a sticky piece of meat there. Along with a meat, there lived a Jimmy. Who lived in downtown Golly-land with Tinky winky's left toe. Haha snot suddenly shot over there. Where, Blair? someones hair long fuzzy. HAHA WHAT! HAHA WHERE? Goggly-eyed stare. Tissues with intense paranoia, growing blackberries north of here. May the force fuck off. Slightly mean. Squeaky clean, Mr Bean's computer screen. Fellow yellow, wrong turn down the drain, ouch. Get up. Hell no. GET UP. I laugh so much at cigarettes chomping on your face. They chomp. They snigger at my rare hip. Dip low.

Yesterday's today sandwich toe, slime bucket and pubic shavings whipped my stomach into a frenzy and
galloped of, beef stroganoff, lemon uggboots for you to taste. Or burn. Or discourage.
 
One day there was a camel who felt a little shy when his bottom teeth fell out of his raincoat. So he rented out a bus to his older sisters niece. Once there, he climbed a large mountain which he felt was difficult and failed. Mildred Smithburt of Glockunberry bungee jumped left on top of one massive bald man, so he sneezed and fell over. Tall trees touch the giraffes neck as it felt soft and sleek. The reaper rode his rotten cabbage into my giraffe's foot. I shouted "get back!" and he tripped on my cake made of strawberry glass. Mother dearest drove away looking determined on the long road.

I said, "Run, caterpillar!" The caterpillar ran so fast he tripped over Adolf's elbow particles, scrambling for scrambled cheese and parsnips. PC Plod asked God for eyebrows to make cakes with onion skin but he spontaneously exploded into a thousand springy door knobs. The Camel returned. He died severely.

The end. Haha no. Oh dear. A female water bottle cried today because he changed sexes again. Lobster foot, yum. In my head zombies reside. I laugh. Please enter your details in the volcanic mountain or else.

My wand flipped when I died. It all boiled over and made me hurt my knees. I watched every hippopotamus dive through a mouldy twisting fence. Cripple me. Dare me. Tease me. Lick your rusty kettles Mr Fingers. Go on. Lift up your mother. Rejoice, for behind it all there is a glorious reason. For to which Hubert knows the hidden answers to the rusty kettles. Majory Stewart is my garden keeper and loves to weed the area of magical enveloped daisies. Haha you spicy goat. Jump around. Jump around. Jump up, and feed my dog please? Orange faced people are kind. What if Sally ate your boogie sweat dishwasher trucker hat? Poo wee. Thrill me.

Barbed wire is my brother's sisters' great aunts mouldy window pane that I lick for fun when I have nothing else to do because i am a gorilla with a twisted kneecap. Humble as wretched geese do sink in their underwear. Flee the flock of material that reaches towards, eyes wide open in shock. Swearing that it was incest, oh incest.

Touch your spaghetti toe, yummy ripple. Very fickle. There was a sticky piece of meat there. Along with a meat, there lived a Jimmy. Who lived in downtown Golly-land with Tinky winky's left toe. Haha snot suddenly shot over there. Where, Blair? someones hair long fuzzy. HAHA WHAT! HAHA WHERE? Goggly-eyed stare. Tissues with intense paranoia, growing blackberries north of here. May the force fuck off. Slightly mean. Squeaky clean, Mr Bean's computer screen. Fellow yellow, wrong turn down the drain, ouch. Get up. Hell no. GET UP. I laugh so much at cigarettes chomping on your face. They chomp. They snigger at my rare hip. Dip low.

Yesterday's today sandwich toe, slime bucket and pubic shavings whipped my stomach into a frenzy and
galloped of, beef stroganoff, lemon uggboots for you to taste. Or burn. Or discourage.
I wish I knew where I put my Nitro controlled soup detector then I could
 
One day there was a camel who felt a little shy when his bottom teeth fell out of his raincoat. So he rented out a bus to his older sisters niece. Once there, he climbed a large mountain which he felt was difficult and failed. Mildred Smithburt of Glockunberry bungee jumped left on top of one massive bald man, so he sneezed and fell over. Tall trees touch the giraffes neck as it felt soft and sleek. The reaper rode his rotten cabbage into my giraffe's foot. I shouted "get back!" and he tripped on my cake made of strawberry glass. Mother dearest drove away looking determined on the long road.

I said, "Run, caterpillar!" The caterpillar ran so fast he tripped over Adolf's elbow particles, scrambling for scrambled cheese and parsnips. PC Plod asked God for eyebrows to make cakes with onion skin but he spontaneously exploded into a thousand springy door knobs. The Camel returned. He died severely.

The end. Haha no. Oh dear. A female water bottle cried today because he changed sexes again. Lobster foot, yum. In my head zombies reside. I laugh. Please enter your details in the volcanic mountain or else.

My wand flipped when I died. It all boiled over and made me hurt my knees. I watched every hippopotamus dive through a mouldy twisting fence. Cripple me. Dare me. Tease me. Lick your rusty kettles Mr Fingers. Go on. Lift up your mother. Rejoice, for behind it all there is a glorious reason. For to which Hubert knows the hidden answers to the rusty kettles. Majory Stewart is my garden keeper and loves to weed the area of magical enveloped daisies. Haha you spicy goat. Jump around. Jump around. Jump up, and feed my dog please? Orange faced people are kind. What if Sally ate your boogie sweat dishwasher trucker hat? Poo wee. Thrill me.

Barbed wire is my brother's sisters' great aunts mouldy window pane that I lick for fun when I have nothing else to do because i am a gorilla with a twisted kneecap. Humble as wretched geese do sink in their underwear. Flee the flock of material that reaches towards, eyes wide open in shock. Swearing that it was incest, oh incest.

Touch your spaghetti toe, yummy ripple. Very fickle. There was a sticky piece of meat there. Along with a meat, there lived a Jimmy. Who lived in downtown Golly-land with Tinky winky's left toe. Haha snot suddenly shot over there. Where, Blair? someones hair long fuzzy. HAHA WHAT! HAHA WHERE? Goggly-eyed stare. Tissues with intense paranoia, growing blackberries north of here. May the force fuck off. Slightly mean. Squeaky clean, Mr Bean's computer screen. Fellow yellow, wrong turn down the drain, ouch. Get up. Hell no. GET UP. I laugh so much at cigarettes chomping on your face. They chomp. They snigger at my rare hip. Dip low.

Yesterday's today sandwich toe, slime bucket and pubic shavings whipped my stomach into a frenzy and
galloped of, beef stroganoff, lemon uggboots for you to taste. Or burn. Or discourage.
I wish I knew where I put my Nitro controlled soup detector then I could skip in the fields with the leprechauns. Oh no, he
 
One day there was a camel who felt a little shy when his bottom teeth fell out of his raincoat. So he rented out a bus to his older sisters niece. Once there, he climbed a large mountain which he felt was difficult and failed. Mildred Smithburt of Glockunberry bungee jumped left on top of one massive bald man, so he sneezed and fell over. Tall trees touch the giraffes neck as it felt soft and sleek. The reaper rode his rotten cabbage into my giraffe's foot. I shouted "get back!" and he tripped on my cake made of strawberry glass. Mother dearest drove away looking determined on the long road.

I said, "Run, caterpillar!" The caterpillar ran so fast he tripped over Adolf's elbow particles, scrambling for scrambled cheese and parsnips. PC Plod asked God for eyebrows to make cakes with onion skin but he spontaneously exploded into a thousand springy door knobs. The Camel returned. He died severely.

The end. Haha no. Oh dear. A female water bottle cried today because he changed sexes again. Lobster foot, yum. In my head zombies reside. I laugh. Please enter your details in the volcanic mountain or else.

My wand flipped when I died. It all boiled over and made me hurt my knees. I watched every hippopotamus dive through a mouldy twisting fence. Cripple me. Dare me. Tease me. Lick your rusty kettles Mr Fingers. Go on. Lift up your mother. Rejoice, for behind it all there is a glorious reason. For to which Hubert knows the hidden answers to the rusty kettles. Majory Stewart is my garden keeper and loves to weed the area of magical enveloped daisies. Haha you spicy goat. Jump around. Jump around. Jump up, and feed my dog please? Orange faced people are kind. What if Sally ate your boogie sweat dishwasher trucker hat? Poo wee. Thrill me.

Barbed wire is my brother's sisters' great aunts mouldy window pane that I lick for fun when I have nothing else to do because i am a gorilla with a twisted kneecap. Humble as wretched geese do sink in their underwear. Flee the flock of material that reaches towards, eyes wide open in shock. Swearing that it was incest, oh incest.

Touch your spaghetti toe, yummy ripple. Very fickle. There was a sticky piece of meat there. Along with a meat, there lived a Jimmy. Who lived in downtown Golly-land with Tinky winky's left toe. Haha snot suddenly shot over there. Where, Blair? someones hair long fuzzy. HAHA WHAT! HAHA WHERE? Goggly-eyed stare. Tissues with intense paranoia, growing blackberries north of here. May the force fuck off. Slightly mean. Squeaky clean, Mr Bean's computer screen. Fellow yellow, wrong turn down the drain, ouch. Get up. Hell no. GET UP. I laugh so much at cigarettes chomping on your face. They chomp. They snigger at my rare hip. Dip low.

Yesterday's today sandwich toe, slime bucket and pubic shavings whipped my stomach into a frenzy and
galloped of, beef stroganoff, lemon uggboots for you to taste. Or burn. Or discourage.
I wish I knew where I put my Nitro controlled soup detector then I could skip in the fields with the leprechauns. Oh no, he died severely with a spoon clenched tightly in his
 
One day there was a camel who felt a little shy when his bottom teeth fell out of his raincoat. So he rented out a bus to his older sisters niece. Once there, he climbed a large mountain which he felt was difficult and failed. Mildred Smithburt of Glockunberry bungee jumped left on top of one massive bald man, so he sneezed and fell over. Tall trees touch the giraffes neck as it felt soft and sleek. The reaper rode his rotten cabbage into my giraffe's foot. I shouted "get back!" and he tripped on my cake made of strawberry glass. Mother dearest drove away looking determined on the long road.

I said, "Run, caterpillar!" The caterpillar ran so fast he tripped over Adolf's elbow particles, scrambling for scrambled cheese and parsnips. PC Plod asked God for eyebrows to make cakes with onion skin but he spontaneously exploded into a thousand springy door knobs. The Camel returned. He died severely.

The end. Haha no. Oh dear. A female water bottle cried today because he changed sexes again. Lobster foot, yum. In my head zombies reside. I laugh. Please enter your details in the volcanic mountain or else.

My wand flipped when I died. It all boiled over and made me hurt my knees. I watched every hippopotamus dive through a mouldy twisting fence. Cripple me. Dare me. Tease me. Lick your rusty kettles Mr Fingers. Go on. Lift up your mother. Rejoice, for behind it all there is a glorious reason. For to which Hubert knows the hidden answers to the rusty kettles. Majory Stewart is my garden keeper and loves to weed the area of magical enveloped daisies. Haha you spicy goat. Jump around. Jump around. Jump up, and feed my dog please? Orange faced people are kind. What if Sally ate your boogie sweat dishwasher trucker hat? Poo wee. Thrill me.

Barbed wire is my brother's sisters' great aunts mouldy window pane that I lick for fun when I have nothing else to do because i am a gorilla with a twisted kneecap. Humble as wretched geese do sink in their underwear. Flee the flock of material that reaches towards, eyes wide open in shock. Swearing that it was incest, oh incest.

Touch your spaghetti toe, yummy ripple. Very fickle. There was a sticky piece of meat there. Along with a meat, there lived a Jimmy. Who lived in downtown Golly-land with Tinky winky's left toe. Haha snot suddenly shot over there. Where, Blair? someones hair long fuzzy. HAHA WHAT! HAHA WHERE? Goggly-eyed stare. Tissues with intense paranoia, growing blackberries north of here. May the force fuck off. Slightly mean. Squeaky clean, Mr Bean's computer screen. Fellow yellow, wrong turn down the drain, ouch. Get up. Hell no. GET UP. I laugh so much at cigarettes chomping on your face. They chomp. They snigger at my rare hip. Dip low.

Yesterday's today sandwich toe, slime bucket and pubic shavings whipped my stomach into a frenzy and
galloped of, beef stroganoff, lemon uggboots for you to taste. Or burn. Or discourage.
I wish I knew where I put my Nitro controlled soup detector then I could skip in the fields with the leprechauns. Oh no, he died severely with a spoon clenched tightly in his fatherly earlobes. Don't
 
One day there was a camel who felt a little shy when his bottom teeth fell out of his raincoat. So he rented out a bus to his older sisters niece. Once there, he climbed a large mountain which he felt was difficult and failed. Mildred Smithburt of Glockunberry bungee jumped left on top of one massive bald man, so he sneezed and fell over. Tall trees touch the giraffes neck as it felt soft and sleek. The reaper rode his rotten cabbage into my giraffe's foot. I shouted "get back!" and he tripped on my cake made of strawberry glass. Mother dearest drove away looking determined on the long road.

I said, "Run, caterpillar!" The caterpillar ran so fast he tripped over Adolf's elbow particles, scrambling for scrambled cheese and parsnips. PC Plod asked God for eyebrows to make cakes with onion skin but he spontaneously exploded into a thousand springy door knobs. The Camel returned. He died severely.

The end. Haha no. Oh dear. A female water bottle cried today because he changed sexes again. Lobster foot, yum. In my head zombies reside. I laugh. Please enter your details in the volcanic mountain or else.

My wand flipped when I died. It all boiled over and made me hurt my knees. I watched every hippopotamus dive through a mouldy twisting fence. Cripple me. Dare me. Tease me. Lick your rusty kettles Mr Fingers. Go on. Lift up your mother. Rejoice, for behind it all there is a glorious reason. For to which Hubert knows the hidden answers to the rusty kettles. Majory Stewart is my garden keeper and loves to weed the area of magical enveloped daisies. Haha you spicy goat. Jump around. Jump around. Jump up, and feed my dog please? Orange faced people are kind. What if Sally ate your boogie sweat dishwasher trucker hat? Poo wee. Thrill me.

Barbed wire is my brother's sisters' great aunts mouldy window pane that I lick for fun when I have nothing else to do because i am a gorilla with a twisted kneecap. Humble as wretched geese do sink in their underwear. Flee the flock of material that reaches towards, eyes wide open in shock. Swearing that it was incest, oh incest.

Touch your spaghetti toe, yummy ripple. Very fickle. There was a sticky piece of meat there. Along with a meat, there lived a Jimmy. Who lived in downtown Golly-land with Tinky winky's left toe. Haha snot suddenly shot over there. Where, Blair? someones hair long fuzzy. HAHA WHAT! HAHA WHERE? Goggly-eyed stare. Tissues with intense paranoia, growing blackberries north of here. May the force fuck off. Slightly mean. Squeaky clean, Mr Bean's computer screen. Fellow yellow, wrong turn down the drain, ouch. Get up. Hell no. GET UP. I laugh so much at cigarettes chomping on your face. They chomp. They snigger at my rare hip. Dip low.

Yesterday's today sandwich toe, slime bucket and pubic shavings whipped my stomach into a frenzy and
galloped of, beef stroganoff, lemon uggboots for you to taste. Or burn. Or discourage.
I wish I knew where I put my Nitro controlled soup detector then I could skip in the fields with the leprechauns. Oh no, he died severely with a spoon clenched tightly in his fatherly earlobes. Don't know if he heard it coming or not? So why shouldnt someone tell that certain
 
One day there was a camel who felt a little shy when his bottom teeth fell out of his raincoat. So he rented out a bus to his older sisters niece. Once there, he climbed a large mountain which he felt was difficult and failed. Mildred Smithburt of Glockunberry bungee jumped left on top of one massive bald man, so he sneezed and fell over. Tall trees touch the giraffes neck as it felt soft and sleek. The reaper rode his rotten cabbage into my giraffe's foot. I shouted "get back!" and he tripped on my cake made of strawberry glass. Mother dearest drove away looking determined on the long road.

I said, "Run, caterpillar!" The caterpillar ran so fast he tripped over Adolf's elbow particles, scrambling for scrambled cheese and parsnips. PC Plod asked God for eyebrows to make cakes with onion skin but he spontaneously exploded into a thousand springy door knobs. The Camel returned. He died severely.

The end. Haha no. Oh dear. A female water bottle cried today because he changed sexes again. Lobster foot, yum. In my head zombies reside. I laugh. Please enter your details in the volcanic mountain or else.

My wand flipped when I died. It all boiled over and made me hurt my knees. I watched every hippopotamus dive through a mouldy twisting fence. Cripple me. Dare me. Tease me. Lick your rusty kettles Mr Fingers. Go on. Lift up your mother. Rejoice, for behind it all there is a glorious reason. For to which Hubert knows the hidden answers to the rusty kettles. Majory Stewart is my garden keeper and loves to weed the area of magical enveloped daisies. Haha you spicy goat. Jump around. Jump around. Jump up, and feed my dog please? Orange faced people are kind. What if Sally ate your boogie sweat dishwasher trucker hat? Poo wee. Thrill me.

Barbed wire is my brother's sisters' great aunts mouldy window pane that I lick for fun when I have nothing else to do because i am a gorilla with a twisted kneecap. Humble as wretched geese do sink in their underwear. Flee the flock of material that reaches towards, eyes wide open in shock. Swearing that it was incest, oh incest.

Touch your spaghetti toe, yummy ripple. Very fickle. There was a sticky piece of meat there. Along with a meat, there lived a Jimmy. Who lived in downtown Golly-land with Tinky winky's left toe. Haha snot suddenly shot over there. Where, Blair? someones hair long fuzzy. HAHA WHAT! HAHA WHERE? Goggly-eyed stare. Tissues with intense paranoia, growing blackberries north of here. May the force fuck off. Slightly mean. Squeaky clean, Mr Bean's computer screen. Fellow yellow, wrong turn down the drain, ouch. Get up. Hell no. GET UP. I laugh so much at cigarettes chomping on your face. They chomp. They snigger at my rare hip. Dip low.

Yesterday's today sandwich toe, slime bucket and pubic shavings whipped my stomach into a frenzy and
galloped of, beef stroganoff, lemon uggboots for you to taste. Or burn. Or discourage.
I wish I knew where I put my Nitro controlled soup detector then I could skip in the fields with the leprechauns. Oh no, he died severely with a spoon clenched tightly in his fatherly earlobes. Don't know if he heard it coming or not? So why shouldnt someone tell that certain little hedgehog that everyone loves to feed reindeer
 
:rofl:!!!!!!

One day there was a camel who felt a little shy when his bottom teeth fell out of his raincoat. So he rented out a bus to his older sisters niece. Once there, he climbed a large mountain which he felt was difficult and failed. Mildred Smithburt of Glockunberry bungee jumped left on top of one massive bald man, so he sneezed and fell over. Tall trees touch the giraffes neck as it felt soft and sleek. The reaper rode his rotten cabbage into my giraffe's foot. I shouted "get back!" and he tripped on my cake made of strawberry glass. Mother dearest drove away looking determined on the long road.

I said, "Run, caterpillar!" The caterpillar ran so fast he tripped over Adolf's elbow particles, scrambling for scrambled cheese and parsnips. PC Plod asked God for eyebrows to make cakes with onion skin but he spontaneously exploded into a thousand springy door knobs. The Camel returned. He died severely.

The end. Haha no. Oh dear. A female water bottle cried today because he changed sexes again. Lobster foot, yum. In my head zombies reside. I laugh. Please enter your details in the volcanic mountain or else.

My wand flipped when I died. It all boiled over and made me hurt my knees. I watched every hippopotamus dive through a mouldy twisting fence. Cripple me. Dare me. Tease me. Lick your rusty kettles Mr Fingers. Go on. Lift up your mother. Rejoice, for behind it all there is a glorious reason. For to which Hubert knows the hidden answers to the rusty kettles. Majory Stewart is my garden keeper and loves to weed the area of magical enveloped daisies. Haha you spicy goat. Jump around. Jump around. Jump up, and feed my dog please? Orange faced people are kind. What if Sally ate your boogie sweat dishwasher trucker hat? Poo wee. Thrill me.

Barbed wire is my brother's sisters' great aunts mouldy window pane that I lick for fun when I have nothing else to do because i am a gorilla with a twisted kneecap. Humble as wretched geese do sink in their underwear. Flee the flock of material that reaches towards, eyes wide open in shock. Swearing that it was incest, oh incest.

Touch your spaghetti toe, yummy ripple. Very fickle. There was a sticky piece of meat there. Along with a meat, there lived a Jimmy. Who lived in downtown Golly-land with Tinky winky's left toe. Haha snot suddenly shot over there. Where, Blair? someones hair long fuzzy. HAHA WHAT! HAHA WHERE? Goggly-eyed stare. Tissues with intense paranoia, growing blackberries north of here. May the force fuck off. Slightly mean. Squeaky clean, Mr Bean's computer screen. Fellow yellow, wrong turn down the drain, ouch. Get up. Hell no. GET UP. I laugh so much at cigarettes chomping on your face. They chomp. They snigger at my rare hip. Dip low.

Yesterday's today sandwich toe, slime bucket and pubic shavings whipped my stomach into a frenzy and
galloped of, beef stroganoff, lemon uggboots for you to taste. Or burn. Or discourage.
I wish I knew where I put my Nitro controlled soup detector then I could skip in the fields with the leprechauns. Oh no, he died severely with a spoon clenched tightly in his fatherly earlobes. Don't know if he heard it coming or not? So why shouldnt someone tell that certain little hedgehog that everyone loves to feed reindeer to their mothers sisters brothers sexy elbow.
 
One day there was a camel who felt a little shy when his bottom teeth fell out of his raincoat. So he rented out a bus to his older sisters niece. Once there, he climbed a large mountain which he felt was difficult and failed. Mildred Smithburt of Glockunberry bungee jumped left on top of one massive bald man, so he sneezed and fell over. Tall trees touch the giraffes neck as it felt soft and sleek. The reaper rode his rotten cabbage into my giraffe's foot. I shouted "get back!" and he tripped on my cake made of strawberry glass. Mother dearest drove away looking determined on the long road.

I said, "Run, caterpillar!" The caterpillar ran so fast he tripped over Adolf's elbow particles, scrambling for scrambled cheese and parsnips. PC Plod asked God for eyebrows to make cakes with onion skin but he spontaneously exploded into a thousand springy door knobs. The Camel returned. He died severely.

The end. Haha no. Oh dear. A female water bottle cried today because he changed sexes again. Lobster foot, yum. In my head zombies reside. I laugh. Please enter your details in the volcanic mountain or else.

My wand flipped when I died. It all boiled over and made me hurt my knees. I watched every hippopotamus dive through a mouldy twisting fence. Cripple me. Dare me. Tease me. Lick your rusty kettles Mr Fingers. Go on. Lift up your mother. Rejoice, for behind it all there is a glorious reason. For to which Hubert knows the hidden answers to the rusty kettles. Majory Stewart is my garden keeper and loves to weed the area of magical enveloped daisies. Haha you spicy goat. Jump around. Jump around. Jump up, and feed my dog please? Orange faced people are kind. What if Sally ate your boogie sweat dishwasher trucker hat? Poo wee. Thrill me.

Barbed wire is my brother's sisters' great aunts mouldy window pane that I lick for fun when I have nothing else to do because i am a gorilla with a twisted kneecap. Humble as wretched geese do sink in their underwear. Flee the flock of material that reaches towards, eyes wide open in shock. Swearing that it was incest, oh incest.

Touch your spaghetti toe, yummy ripple. Very fickle. There was a sticky piece of meat there. Along with a meat, there lived a Jimmy. Who lived in downtown Golly-land with Tinky winky's left toe. Haha snot suddenly shot over there. Where, Blair? someones hair long fuzzy. HAHA WHAT! HAHA WHERE? Goggly-eyed stare. Tissues with intense paranoia, growing blackberries north of here. May the force fuck off. Slightly mean. Squeaky clean, Mr Bean's computer screen. Fellow yellow, wrong turn down the drain, ouch. Get up. Hell no. GET UP. I laugh so much at cigarettes chomping on your face. They chomp. They snigger at my rare hip. Dip low.

Yesterday's today sandwich toe, slime bucket and pubic shavings whipped my stomach into a frenzy and
galloped of, beef stroganoff, lemon uggboots for you to taste. Or burn. Or discourage.
I wish I knew where I put my Nitro controlled soup detector then I could skip in the fields with the leprechauns. Oh no, he died severely with a spoon clenched tightly in his fatherly earlobes. Don't know if he heard it coming or not? So why shouldnt someone tell that certain little hedgehog that everyone loves to feed reindeer to their mothers sisters brothers sexy elbow. I love you.
 
One day there was a camel who felt a little shy when his bottom teeth fell out of his raincoat. So he rented out a bus to his older sisters niece. Once there, he climbed a large mountain which he felt was difficult and failed. Mildred Smithburt of Glockunberry bungee jumped left on top of one massive bald man, so he sneezed and fell over. Tall trees touch the giraffes neck as it felt soft and sleek. The reaper rode his rotten cabbage into my giraffe's foot. I shouted "get back!" and he tripped on my cake made of strawberry glass. Mother dearest drove away looking determined on the long road.

I said, "Run, caterpillar!" The caterpillar ran so fast he tripped over Adolf's elbow particles, scrambling for scrambled cheese and parsnips. PC Plod asked God for eyebrows to make cakes with onion skin but he spontaneously exploded into a thousand springy door knobs. The Camel returned. He died severely.

The end. Haha no. Oh dear. A female water bottle cried today because he changed sexes again. Lobster foot, yum. In my head zombies reside. I laugh. Please enter your details in the volcanic mountain or else.

My wand flipped when I died. It all boiled over and made me hurt my knees. I watched every hippopotamus dive through a mouldy twisting fence. Cripple me. Dare me. Tease me. Lick your rusty kettles Mr Fingers. Go on. Lift up your mother. Rejoice, for behind it all there is a glorious reason. For to which Hubert knows the hidden answers to the rusty kettles. Majory Stewart is my garden keeper and loves to weed the area of magical enveloped daisies. Haha you spicy goat. Jump around. Jump around. Jump up, and feed my dog please? Orange faced people are kind. What if Sally ate your boogie sweat dishwasher trucker hat? Poo wee. Thrill me.

Barbed wire is my brother's sisters' great aunts mouldy window pane that I lick for fun when I have nothing else to do because i am a gorilla with a twisted kneecap. Humble as wretched geese do sink in their underwear. Flee the flock of material that reaches towards, eyes wide open in shock. Swearing that it was incest, oh incest.

Touch your spaghetti toe, yummy ripple. Very fickle. There was a sticky piece of meat there. Along with a meat, there lived a Jimmy. Who lived in downtown Golly-land with Tinky winky's left toe. Haha snot suddenly shot over there. Where, Blair? someones hair long fuzzy. HAHA WHAT! HAHA WHERE? Goggly-eyed stare. Tissues with intense paranoia, growing blackberries north of here. May the force fuck off. Slightly mean. Squeaky clean, Mr Bean's computer screen. Fellow yellow, wrong turn down the drain, ouch. Get up. Hell no. GET UP. I laugh so much at cigarettes chomping on your face. They chomp. They snigger at my rare hip. Dip low.

Yesterday's today sandwich toe, slime bucket and pubic shavings whipped my stomach into a frenzy and
galloped of, beef stroganoff, lemon uggboots for you to taste. Or burn. Or discourage.
I wish I knew where I put my Nitro controlled soup detector then I could skip in the fields with the leprechauns. Oh no, he died severely with a spoon clenched tightly in his fatherly earlobes. Don't know if he heard it coming or not? So why shouldnt someone tell that certain little hedgehog that everyone loves to feed reindeer to their mothers sisters brothers sexy elbow. I love you. She said then floated away up to the sky to find the right measures for
 
One day there was a camel who felt a little shy when his bottom teeth fell out of his raincoat. So he rented out a bus to his older sisters niece. Once there, he climbed a large mountain which he felt was difficult and failed. Mildred Smithburt of Glockunberry bungee jumped left on top of one massive bald man, so he sneezed and fell over. Tall trees touch the giraffes neck as it felt soft and sleek. The reaper rode his rotten cabbage into my giraffe's foot. I shouted "get back!" and he tripped on my cake made of strawberry glass. Mother dearest drove away looking determined on the long road.

I said, "Run, caterpillar!" The caterpillar ran so fast he tripped over Adolf's elbow particles, scrambling for scrambled cheese and parsnips. PC Plod asked God for eyebrows to make cakes with onion skin but he spontaneously exploded into a thousand springy door knobs. The Camel returned. He died severely.

The end. Haha no. Oh dear. A female water bottle cried today because he changed sexes again. Lobster foot, yum. In my head zombies reside. I laugh. Please enter your details in the volcanic mountain or else.

My wand flipped when I died. It all boiled over and made me hurt my knees. I watched every hippopotamus dive through a mouldy twisting fence. Cripple me. Dare me. Tease me. Lick your rusty kettles Mr Fingers. Go on. Lift up your mother. Rejoice, for behind it all there is a glorious reason. For to which Hubert knows the hidden answers to the rusty kettles. Majory Stewart is my garden keeper and loves to weed the area of magical enveloped daisies. Haha you spicy goat. Jump around. Jump around. Jump up, and feed my dog please? Orange faced people are kind. What if Sally ate your boogie sweat dishwasher trucker hat? Poo wee. Thrill me.

Barbed wire is my brother's sisters' great aunts mouldy window pane that I lick for fun when I have nothing else to do because i am a gorilla with a twisted kneecap. Humble as wretched geese do sink in their underwear. Flee the flock of material that reaches towards, eyes wide open in shock. Swearing that it was incest, oh incest.

Touch your spaghetti toe, yummy ripple. Very fickle. There was a sticky piece of meat there. Along with a meat, there lived a Jimmy. Who lived in downtown Golly-land with Tinky winky's left toe. Haha snot suddenly shot over there. Where, Blair? someones hair long fuzzy. HAHA WHAT! HAHA WHERE? Goggly-eyed stare. Tissues with intense paranoia, growing blackberries north of here. May the force fuck off. Slightly mean. Squeaky clean, Mr Bean's computer screen. Fellow yellow, wrong turn down the drain, ouch. Get up. Hell no. GET UP. I laugh so much at cigarettes chomping on your face. They chomp. They snigger at my rare hip. Dip low.

Yesterday's today sandwich toe, slime bucket and pubic shavings whipped my stomach into a frenzy and
galloped of, beef stroganoff, lemon uggboots for you to taste. Or burn. Or discourage.
I wish I knew where I put my Nitro controlled soup detector then I could skip in the fields with the leprechauns. Oh no, he died severely with a spoon clenched tightly in his fatherly earlobes. Don't know if he heard it coming or not? So why shouldnt someone tell that certain little hedgehog that everyone loves to feed reindeer to their mothers sisters brothers sexy elbow. I love you. She said then floated away up to the sky to find the right measures for synthesizing a barbie dolls feet.
 
One day there was a camel who felt a little shy when his bottom teeth fell out of his raincoat. So he rented out a bus to his older sisters niece. Once there, he climbed a large mountain which he felt was difficult and failed. Mildred Smithburt of Glockunberry bungee jumped left on top of one massive bald man, so he sneezed and fell over. Tall trees touch the giraffes neck as it felt soft and sleek. The reaper rode his rotten cabbage into my giraffe's foot. I shouted "get back!" and he tripped on my cake made of strawberry glass. Mother dearest drove away looking determined on the long road.

I said, "Run, caterpillar!" The caterpillar ran so fast he tripped over Adolf's elbow particles, scrambling for scrambled cheese and parsnips. PC Plod asked God for eyebrows to make cakes with onion skin but he spontaneously exploded into a thousand springy door knobs. The Camel returned. He died severely.

The end. Haha no. Oh dear. A female water bottle cried today because he changed sexes again. Lobster foot, yum. In my head zombies reside. I laugh. Please enter your details in the volcanic mountain or else.

My wand flipped when I died. It all boiled over and made me hurt my knees. I watched every hippopotamus dive through a mouldy twisting fence. Cripple me. Dare me. Tease me. Lick your rusty kettles Mr Fingers. Go on. Lift up your mother. Rejoice, for behind it all there is a glorious reason. For to which Hubert knows the hidden answers to the rusty kettles. Majory Stewart is my garden keeper and loves to weed the area of magical enveloped daisies. Haha you spicy goat. Jump around. Jump around. Jump up, and feed my dog please? Orange faced people are kind. What if Sally ate your boogie sweat dishwasher trucker hat? Poo wee. Thrill me.

Barbed wire is my brother's sisters' great aunts mouldy window pane that I lick for fun when I have nothing else to do because i am a gorilla with a twisted kneecap. Humble as wretched geese do sink in their underwear. Flee the flock of material that reaches towards, eyes wide open in shock. Swearing that it was incest, oh incest.

Touch your spaghetti toe, yummy ripple. Very fickle. There was a sticky piece of meat there. Along with a meat, there lived a Jimmy. Who lived in downtown Golly-land with Tinky winky's left toe. Haha snot suddenly shot over there. Where, Blair? someones hair long fuzzy. HAHA WHAT! HAHA WHERE? Goggly-eyed stare. Tissues with intense paranoia, growing blackberries north of here. May the force fuck off. Slightly mean. Squeaky clean, Mr Bean's computer screen. Fellow yellow, wrong turn down the drain, ouch. Get up. Hell no. GET UP. I laugh so much at cigarettes chomping on your face. They chomp. They snigger at my rare hip. Dip low.

Yesterday's today sandwich toe, slime bucket and pubic shavings whipped my stomach into a frenzy and
galloped of, beef stroganoff, lemon uggboots for you to taste. Or burn. Or discourage.
I wish I knew where I put my Nitro controlled soup detector then I could skip in the fields with the leprechauns. Oh no, he died severely with a spoon clenched tightly in his fatherly earlobes. Don't know if he heard it coming or not? So why shouldnt someone tell that certain little hedgehog that everyone loves to feed reindeer to their mothers sisters brothers sexy elbow. I love you. She said then floated away up to the sky to find the right measures for synthesizing a barbie dolls feet. Eat prawns everyone. Please.
 
This story makes me feel so emotional. I am so glad to be a part of it. :rofl:

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One day there was a camel who felt a little shy when his bottom teeth fell out of his raincoat. So he rented out a bus to his older sisters niece. Once there, he climbed a large mountain which he felt was difficult and failed. Mildred Smithburt of Glockunberry bungee jumped left on top of one massive bald man, so he sneezed and fell over. Tall trees touch the giraffes neck as it felt soft and sleek. The reaper rode his rotten cabbage into my giraffe's foot. I shouted "get back!" and he tripped on my cake made of strawberry glass. Mother dearest drove away looking determined on the long road.

I said, "Run, caterpillar!" The caterpillar ran so fast he tripped over Adolf's elbow particles, scrambling for scrambled cheese and parsnips. PC Plod asked God for eyebrows to make cakes with onion skin but he spontaneously exploded into a thousand springy door knobs. The Camel returned. He died severely.

The end. Haha no. Oh dear. A female water bottle cried today because he changed sexes again. Lobster foot, yum. In my head zombies reside. I laugh. Please enter your details in the volcanic mountain or else.

My wand flipped when I died. It all boiled over and made me hurt my knees. I watched every hippopotamus dive through a mouldy twisting fence. Cripple me. Dare me. Tease me. Lick your rusty kettles Mr Fingers. Go on. Lift up your mother. Rejoice, for behind it all there is a glorious reason. For to which Hubert knows the hidden answers to the rusty kettles. Majory Stewart is my garden keeper and loves to weed the area of magical enveloped daisies. Haha you spicy goat. Jump around. Jump around. Jump up, and feed my dog please? Orange faced people are kind. What if Sally ate your boogie sweat dishwasher trucker hat? Poo wee. Thrill me.

Barbed wire is my brother's sisters' great aunts mouldy window pane that I lick for fun when I have nothing else to do because i am a gorilla with a twisted kneecap. Humble as wretched geese do sink in their underwear. Flee the flock of material that reaches towards, eyes wide open in shock. Swearing that it was incest, oh incest.

Touch your spaghetti toe, yummy ripple. Very fickle. There was a sticky piece of meat there. Along with a meat, there lived a Jimmy. Who lived in downtown Golly-land with Tinky winky's left toe. Haha snot suddenly shot over there. Where, Blair? someones hair long fuzzy. HAHA WHAT! HAHA WHERE? Goggly-eyed stare. Tissues with intense paranoia, growing blackberries north of here. May the force fuck off. Slightly mean. Squeaky clean, Mr Bean's computer screen. Fellow yellow, wrong turn down the drain, ouch. Get up. Hell no. GET UP. I laugh so much at cigarettes chomping on your face. They chomp. They snigger at my rare hip. Dip low.

Yesterday's today sandwich toe, slime bucket and pubic shavings whipped my stomach into a frenzy and
galloped of, beef stroganoff, lemon uggboots for you to taste. Or burn. Or discourage.
I wish I knew where I put my Nitro controlled soup detector then I could skip in the fields with the leprechauns. Oh no, he died severely with a spoon clenched tightly in his fatherly earlobes. Don't know if he heard it coming or not? So why shouldnt someone tell that certain little hedgehog that everyone loves to feed reindeer to their mothers sisters brothers sexy elbow. I love you. She said then floated away up to the sky to find the right measures for synthesizing a barbie dolls feet. Eat prawns everyone. Please. Then shave off your eyebrows and
 
This story makes me feel so emotional. I am so glad to be a part of it. :rofl:

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One day there was a camel who felt a little shy when his bottom teeth fell out of his raincoat. So he rented out a bus to his older sisters niece. Once there, he climbed a large mountain which he felt was difficult and failed. Mildred Smithburt of Glockunberry bungee jumped left on top of one massive bald man, so he sneezed and fell over. Tall trees touch the giraffes neck as it felt soft and sleek. The reaper rode his rotten cabbage into my giraffe's foot. I shouted "get back!" and he tripped on my cake made of strawberry glass. Mother dearest drove away looking determined on the long road.

I said, "Run, caterpillar!" The caterpillar ran so fast he tripped over Adolf's elbow particles, scrambling for scrambled cheese and parsnips. PC Plod asked God for eyebrows to make cakes with onion skin but he spontaneously exploded into a thousand springy door knobs. The Camel returned. He died severely.

The end. Haha no. Oh dear. A female water bottle cried today because he changed sexes again. Lobster foot, yum. In my head zombies reside. I laugh. Please enter your details in the volcanic mountain or else.

My wand flipped when I died. It all boiled over and made me hurt my knees. I watched every hippopotamus dive through a mouldy twisting fence. Cripple me. Dare me. Tease me. Lick your rusty kettles Mr Fingers. Go on. Lift up your mother. Rejoice, for behind it all there is a glorious reason. For to which Hubert knows the hidden answers to the rusty kettles. Majory Stewart is my garden keeper and loves to weed the area of magical enveloped daisies. Haha you spicy goat. Jump around. Jump around. Jump up, and feed my dog please? Orange faced people are kind. What if Sally ate your boogie sweat dishwasher trucker hat? Poo wee. Thrill me.

Barbed wire is my brother's sisters' great aunts mouldy window pane that I lick for fun when I have nothing else to do because i am a gorilla with a twisted kneecap. Humble as wretched geese do sink in their underwear. Flee the flock of material that reaches towards, eyes wide open in shock. Swearing that it was incest, oh incest.

Touch your spaghetti toe, yummy ripple. Very fickle. There was a sticky piece of meat there. Along with a meat, there lived a Jimmy. Who lived in downtown Golly-land with Tinky winky's left toe. Haha snot suddenly shot over there. Where, Blair? someones hair long fuzzy. HAHA WHAT! HAHA WHERE? Goggly-eyed stare. Tissues with intense paranoia, growing blackberries north of here. May the force fuck off. Slightly mean. Squeaky clean, Mr Bean's computer screen. Fellow yellow, wrong turn down the drain, ouch. Get up. Hell no. GET UP. I laugh so much at cigarettes chomping on your face. They chomp. They snigger at my rare hip. Dip low.

Yesterday's today sandwich toe, slime bucket and pubic shavings whipped my stomach into a frenzy and
galloped of, beef stroganoff, lemon uggboots for you to taste. Or burn. Or discourage.
I wish I knew where I put my Nitro controlled soup detector then I could skip in the fields with the leprechauns. Oh no, he died severely with a spoon clenched tightly in his fatherly earlobes. Don't know if he heard it coming or not? So why shouldnt someone tell that certain little hedgehog that everyone loves to feed reindeer to their mothers sisters brothers sexy elbow. I love you. She said then floated away up to the sky to find the right measures for synthesizing a barbie dolls feet. Eat prawns everyone. Please. Then shave off your eyebrows and lurk behind the scenes to be fetching.
 
One day there was a camel who felt a little shy when his bottom teeth fell out of his raincoat. So he rented out a bus to his older sisters niece. Once there, he climbed a large mountain which he felt was difficult and failed. Mildred Smithburt of Glockunberry bungee jumped left on top of one massive bald man, so he sneezed and fell over. Tall trees touch the giraffes neck as it felt soft and sleek. The reaper rode his rotten cabbage into my giraffe's foot. I shouted "get back!" and he tripped on my cake made of strawberry glass. Mother dearest drove away looking determined on the long road.

I said, "Run, caterpillar!" The caterpillar ran so fast he tripped over Adolf's elbow particles, scrambling for scrambled cheese and parsnips. PC Plod asked God for eyebrows to make cakes with onion skin but he spontaneously exploded into a thousand springy door knobs. The Camel returned. He died severely.

The end. Haha no. Oh dear. A female water bottle cried today because he changed sexes again. Lobster foot, yum. In my head zombies reside. I laugh. Please enter your details in the volcanic mountain or else.

My wand flipped when I died. It all boiled over and made me hurt my knees. I watched every hippopotamus dive through a mouldy twisting fence. Cripple me. Dare me. Tease me. Lick your rusty kettles Mr Fingers. Go on. Lift up your mother. Rejoice, for behind it all there is a glorious reason. For to which Hubert knows the hidden answers to the rusty kettles. Majory Stewart is my garden keeper and loves to weed the area of magical enveloped daisies. Haha you spicy goat. Jump around. Jump around. Jump up, and feed my dog please? Orange faced people are kind. What if Sally ate your boogie sweat dishwasher trucker hat? Poo wee. Thrill me.

Barbed wire is my brother's sisters' great aunts mouldy window pane that I lick for fun when I have nothing else to do because i am a gorilla with a twisted kneecap. Humble as wretched geese do sink in their underwear. Flee the flock of material that reaches towards, eyes wide open in shock. Swearing that it was incest, oh incest.

Touch your spaghetti toe, yummy ripple. Very fickle. There was a sticky piece of meat there. Along with a meat, there lived a Jimmy. Who lived in downtown Golly-land with Tinky winky's left toe. Haha snot suddenly shot over there. Where, Blair? someones hair long fuzzy. HAHA WHAT! HAHA WHERE? Goggly-eyed stare. Tissues with intense paranoia, growing blackberries north of here. May the force fuck off. Slightly mean. Squeaky clean, Mr Bean's computer screen. Fellow yellow, wrong turn down the drain, ouch. Get up. Hell no. GET UP. I laugh so much at cigarettes chomping on your face. They chomp. They snigger at my rare hip. Dip low.

Yesterday's today sandwich toe, slime bucket and pubic shavings whipped my stomach into a frenzy and
galloped of, beef stroganoff, lemon uggboots for you to taste. Or burn. Or discourage.
I wish I knew where I put my Nitro controlled soup detector then I could skip in the fields with the leprechauns. Oh no, he died severely with a spoon clenched tightly in his fatherly earlobes. Don't know if he heard it coming or not? So why shouldnt someone tell that certain little hedgehog that everyone loves to feed reindeer to their mothers sisters brothers sexy elbow. I love you. She said then floated away up to the sky to find the right measures for synthesizing a barbie dolls feet. Eat prawns everyone. Please. Then shave off your eyebrows and lurk behind the scenes to be fetching. Is this a daggar that I see before thee? Come, let me clutch thee! :rofl:
 
One day there was a camel who felt a little shy when his bottom teeth fell out of his raincoat. So he rented out a bus to his older sisters niece. Once there, he climbed a large mountain which he felt was difficult and failed. Mildred Smithburt of Glockunberry bungee jumped left on top of one massive bald man, so he sneezed and fell over. Tall trees touch the giraffes neck as it felt soft and sleek. The reaper rode his rotten cabbage into my giraffe's foot. I shouted "get back!" and he tripped on my cake made of strawberry glass. Mother dearest drove away looking determined on the long road.

I said, "Run, caterpillar!" The caterpillar ran so fast he tripped over Adolf's elbow particles, scrambling for scrambled cheese and parsnips. PC Plod asked God for eyebrows to make cakes with onion skin but he spontaneously exploded into a thousand springy door knobs. The Camel returned. He died severely.

The end. Haha no. Oh dear. A female water bottle cried today because he changed sexes again. Lobster foot, yum. In my head zombies reside. I laugh. Please enter your details in the volcanic mountain or else.

My wand flipped when I died. It all boiled over and made me hurt my knees. I watched every hippopotamus dive through a mouldy twisting fence. Cripple me. Dare me. Tease me. Lick your rusty kettles Mr Fingers. Go on. Lift up your mother. Rejoice, for behind it all there is a glorious reason. For to which Hubert knows the hidden answers to the rusty kettles. Majory Stewart is my garden keeper and loves to weed the area of magical enveloped daisies. Haha you spicy goat. Jump around. Jump around. Jump up, and feed my dog please? Orange faced people are kind. What if Sally ate your boogie sweat dishwasher trucker hat? Poo wee. Thrill me.

Barbed wire is my brother's sisters' great aunts mouldy window pane that I lick for fun when I have nothing else to do because i am a gorilla with a twisted kneecap. Humble as wretched geese do sink in their underwear. Flee the flock of material that reaches towards, eyes wide open in shock. Swearing that it was incest, oh incest.

Touch your spaghetti toe, yummy ripple. Very fickle. There was a sticky piece of meat there. Along with a meat, there lived a Jimmy. Who lived in downtown Golly-land with Tinky winky's left toe. Haha snot suddenly shot over there. Where, Blair? someones hair long fuzzy. HAHA WHAT! HAHA WHERE? Goggly-eyed stare. Tissues with intense paranoia, growing blackberries north of here. May the force fuck off. Slightly mean. Squeaky clean, Mr Bean's computer screen. Fellow yellow, wrong turn down the drain, ouch. Get up. Hell no. GET UP. I laugh so much at cigarettes chomping on your face. They chomp. They snigger at my rare hip. Dip low.

Yesterday's today sandwich toe, slime bucket and pubic shavings whipped my stomach into a frenzy and
galloped of, beef stroganoff, lemon uggboots for you to taste. Or burn. Or discourage.
I wish I knew where I put my Nitro controlled soup detector then I could skip in the fields with the leprechauns. Oh no, he died severely with a spoon clenched tightly in his fatherly earlobes. Don't know if he heard it coming or not? So why shouldnt someone tell that certain little hedgehog that everyone loves to feed reindeer to their mothers sisters brothers sexy elbow. I love you. She said then floated away up to the sky to find the right measures for synthesizing a barbie dolls feet. Eat prawns everyone. Please. Then shave off your eyebrows and lurk behind the scenes to be fetching. Is this a daggar that I see before thee? Come, let me clutch thee! Alas I thinketh this hath waxed Shakespearish and I shant go any further.
Except to sayeth I canst not become another victim to the
 
*Dying*

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One day there was a camel who felt a little shy when his bottom teeth fell out of his raincoat. So he rented out a bus to his older sisters niece. Once there, he climbed a large mountain which he felt was difficult and failed. Mildred Smithburt of Glockunberry bungee jumped left on top of one massive bald man, so he sneezed and fell over. Tall trees touch the giraffes neck as it felt soft and sleek. The reaper rode his rotten cabbage into my giraffe's foot. I shouted "get back!" and he tripped on my cake made of strawberry glass. Mother dearest drove away looking determined on the long road.

I said, "Run, caterpillar!" The caterpillar ran so fast he tripped over Adolf's elbow particles, scrambling for scrambled cheese and parsnips. PC Plod asked God for eyebrows to make cakes with onion skin but he spontaneously exploded into a thousand springy door knobs. The Camel returned. He died severely.

The end. Haha no. Oh dear. A female water bottle cried today because he changed sexes again. Lobster foot, yum. In my head zombies reside. I laugh. Please enter your details in the volcanic mountain or else.

My wand flipped when I died. It all boiled over and made me hurt my knees. I watched every hippopotamus dive through a mouldy twisting fence. Cripple me. Dare me. Tease me. Lick your rusty kettles Mr Fingers. Go on. Lift up your mother. Rejoice, for behind it all there is a glorious reason. For to which Hubert knows the hidden answers to the rusty kettles. Majory Stewart is my garden keeper and loves to weed the area of magical enveloped daisies. Haha you spicy goat. Jump around. Jump around. Jump up, and feed my dog please? Orange faced people are kind. What if Sally ate your boogie sweat dishwasher trucker hat? Poo wee. Thrill me.

Barbed wire is my brother's sisters' great aunts mouldy window pane that I lick for fun when I have nothing else to do because i am a gorilla with a twisted kneecap. Humble as wretched geese do sink in their underwear. Flee the flock of material that reaches towards, eyes wide open in shock. Swearing that it was incest, oh incest.

Touch your spaghetti toe, yummy ripple. Very fickle. There was a sticky piece of meat there. Along with a meat, there lived a Jimmy. Who lived in downtown Golly-land with Tinky winky's left toe. Haha snot suddenly shot over there. Where, Blair? someones hair long fuzzy. HAHA WHAT! HAHA WHERE? Goggly-eyed stare. Tissues with intense paranoia, growing blackberries north of here. May the force fuck off. Slightly mean. Squeaky clean, Mr Bean's computer screen. Fellow yellow, wrong turn down the drain, ouch. Get up. Hell no. GET UP. I laugh so much at cigarettes chomping on your face. They chomp. They snigger at my rare hip. Dip low.

Yesterday's today sandwich toe, slime bucket and pubic shavings whipped my stomach into a frenzy and
galloped of, beef stroganoff, lemon uggboots for you to taste. Or burn. Or discourage.
I wish I knew where I put my Nitro controlled soup detector then I could skip in the fields with the leprechauns. Oh no, he died severely with a spoon clenched tightly in his fatherly earlobes. Don't know if he heard it coming or not? So why shouldnt someone tell that certain little hedgehog that everyone loves to feed reindeer to their mothers sisters brothers sexy elbow. I love you. She said then floated away up to the sky to find the right measures for synthesizing a barbie dolls feet. Eat prawns everyone. Please. Then shave off your eyebrows and lurk behind the scenes to be fetching. Is this a daggar that I see before thee? Come, let me clutch thee! Alas I thinketh this hath waxed Shakespearish and I shant go any further.
Except to sayeth I canst not become another victim to the mindless self indulgence I have succumb to.
 
One day there was a camel who felt a little shy when his bottom teeth fell out of his raincoat. So he rented out a bus to his older sisters niece. Once there, he climbed a large mountain which he felt was difficult and failed. Mildred Smithburt of Glockunberry bungee jumped left on top of one massive bald man, so he sneezed and fell over. Tall trees touch the giraffes neck as it felt soft and sleek. The reaper rode his rotten cabbage into my giraffe's foot. I shouted "get back!" and he tripped on my cake made of strawberry glass. Mother dearest drove away looking determined on the long road.

I said, "Run, caterpillar!" The caterpillar ran so fast he tripped over Adolf's elbow particles, scrambling for scrambled cheese and parsnips. PC Plod asked God for eyebrows to make cakes with onion skin but he spontaneously exploded into a thousand springy door knobs. The Camel returned. He died severely.

The end. Haha no. Oh dear. A female water bottle cried today because he changed sexes again. Lobster foot, yum. In my head zombies reside. I laugh. Please enter your details in the volcanic mountain or else.

My wand flipped when I died. It all boiled over and made me hurt my knees. I watched every hippopotamus dive through a mouldy twisting fence. Cripple me. Dare me. Tease me. Lick your rusty kettles Mr Fingers. Go on. Lift up your mother. Rejoice, for behind it all there is a glorious reason. For to which Hubert knows the hidden answers to the rusty kettles. Majory Stewart is my garden keeper and loves to weed the area of magical enveloped daisies. Haha you spicy goat. Jump around. Jump around. Jump up, and feed my dog please? Orange faced people are kind. What if Sally ate your boogie sweat dishwasher trucker hat? Poo wee. Thrill me.

Barbed wire is my brother's sisters' great aunts mouldy window pane that I lick for fun when I have nothing else to do because i am a gorilla with a twisted kneecap. Humble as wretched geese do sink in their underwear. Flee the flock of material that reaches towards, eyes wide open in shock. Swearing that it was incest, oh incest.

Touch your spaghetti toe, yummy ripple. Very fickle. There was a sticky piece of meat there. Along with a meat, there lived a Jimmy. Who lived in downtown Golly-land with Tinky winky's left toe. Haha snot suddenly shot over there. Where, Blair? someones hair long fuzzy. HAHA WHAT! HAHA WHERE? Goggly-eyed stare. Tissues with intense paranoia, growing blackberries north of here. May the force fuck off. Slightly mean. Squeaky clean, Mr Bean's computer screen. Fellow yellow, wrong turn down the drain, ouch. Get up. Hell no. GET UP. I laugh so much at cigarettes chomping on your face. They chomp. They snigger at my rare hip. Dip low.

Yesterday's today sandwich toe, slime bucket and pubic shavings whipped my stomach into a frenzy and
galloped of, beef stroganoff, lemon uggboots for you to taste. Or burn. Or discourage.
I wish I knew where I put my Nitro controlled soup detector then I could skip in the fields with the leprechauns. Oh no, he died severely with a spoon clenched tightly in his fatherly earlobes. Don't know if he heard it coming or not? So why shouldnt someone tell that certain little hedgehog that everyone loves to feed reindeer to their mothers sisters brothers sexy elbow. I love you. She said then floated away up to the sky to find the right measures for synthesizing a barbie dolls feet. Eat prawns everyone. Please. Then shave off your eyebrows and lurk behind the scenes to be fetching. Is this a daggar that I see before thee? Come, let me clutch thee! Alas I thinketh this hath waxed Shakespearish and I shant go any further.
Except to sayeth I canst not become another victim to the mindless self indulgence I have succumb to. Everyone loves him. I want to shake my spear at the world. Don't stop me,
 
One day there was a camel who felt a little shy when his bottom teeth fell out of his raincoat. So he rented out a bus to his older sisters niece. Once there, he climbed a large mountain which he felt was difficult and failed. Mildred Smithburt of Glockunberry bungee jumped left on top of one massive bald man, so he sneezed and fell over. Tall trees touch the giraffes neck as it felt soft and sleek. The reaper rode his rotten cabbage into my giraffe's foot. I shouted "get back!" and he tripped on my cake made of strawberry glass. Mother dearest drove away looking determined on the long road.

I said, "Run, caterpillar!" The caterpillar ran so fast he tripped over Adolf's elbow particles, scrambling for scrambled cheese and parsnips. PC Plod asked God for eyebrows to make cakes with onion skin but he spontaneously exploded into a thousand springy door knobs. The Camel returned. He died severely.

The end. Haha no. Oh dear. A female water bottle cried today because he changed sexes again. Lobster foot, yum. In my head zombies reside. I laugh. Please enter your details in the volcanic mountain or else.

My wand flipped when I died. It all boiled over and made me hurt my knees. I watched every hippopotamus dive through a mouldy twisting fence. Cripple me. Dare me. Tease me. Lick your rusty kettles Mr Fingers. Go on. Lift up your mother. Rejoice, for behind it all there is a glorious reason. For to which Hubert knows the hidden answers to the rusty kettles. Majory Stewart is my garden keeper and loves to weed the area of magical enveloped daisies. Haha you spicy goat. Jump around. Jump around. Jump up, and feed my dog please? Orange faced people are kind. What if Sally ate your boogie sweat dishwasher trucker hat? Poo wee. Thrill me.

Barbed wire is my brother's sisters' great aunts mouldy window pane that I lick for fun when I have nothing else to do because i am a gorilla with a twisted kneecap. Humble as wretched geese do sink in their underwear. Flee the flock of material that reaches towards, eyes wide open in shock. Swearing that it was incest, oh incest.

Touch your spaghetti toe, yummy ripple. Very fickle. There was a sticky piece of meat there. Along with a meat, there lived a Jimmy. Who lived in downtown Golly-land with Tinky winky's left toe. Haha snot suddenly shot over there. Where, Blair? someones hair long fuzzy. HAHA WHAT! HAHA WHERE? Goggly-eyed stare. Tissues with intense paranoia, growing blackberries north of here. May the force fuck off. Slightly mean. Squeaky clean, Mr Bean's computer screen. Fellow yellow, wrong turn down the drain, ouch. Get up. Hell no. GET UP. I laugh so much at cigarettes chomping on your face. They chomp. They snigger at my rare hip. Dip low.

Yesterday's today sandwich toe, slime bucket and pubic shavings whipped my stomach into a frenzy and
galloped of, beef stroganoff, lemon uggboots for you to taste. Or burn. Or discourage.
I wish I knew where I put my Nitro controlled soup detector then I could skip in the fields with the leprechauns. Oh no, he died severely with a spoon clenched tightly in his fatherly earlobes. Don't know if he heard it coming or not? So why shouldnt someone tell that certain little hedgehog that everyone loves to feed reindeer to their mothers sisters brothers sexy elbow. I love you. She said then floated away up to the sky to find the right measures for synthesizing a barbie dolls feet. Eat prawns everyone. Please. Then shave off your eyebrows and lurk behind the scenes to be fetching. Is this a daggar that I see before thee? Come, let me clutch thee! Alas I thinketh this hath waxed Shakespearish and I shant go any further.
Except to sayeth I canst not become another victim to the mindless self indulgence I have succumb to. Everyone loves him. I want to shake my spear at the world. Don't stop me, if I begin to shake off the old person and turn into a verple terk. For in doing so I can let myself
 
One day there was a camel who felt a little shy when his bottom teeth fell out of his raincoat. So he rented out a bus to his older sisters niece. Once there, he climbed a large mountain which he felt was difficult and failed. Mildred Smithburt of Glockunberry bungee jumped left on top of one massive bald man, so he sneezed and fell over. Tall trees touch the giraffes neck as it felt soft and sleek. The reaper rode his rotten cabbage into my giraffe's foot. I shouted "get back!" and he tripped on my cake made of strawberry glass. Mother dearest drove away looking determined on the long road.

I said, "Run, caterpillar!" The caterpillar ran so fast he tripped over Adolf's elbow particles, scrambling for scrambled cheese and parsnips. PC Plod asked God for eyebrows to make cakes with onion skin but he spontaneously exploded into a thousand springy door knobs. The Camel returned. He died severely.

The end. Haha no. Oh dear. A female water bottle cried today because he changed sexes again. Lobster foot, yum. In my head zombies reside. I laugh. Please enter your details in the volcanic mountain or else.

My wand flipped when I died. It all boiled over and made me hurt my knees. I watched every hippopotamus dive through a mouldy twisting fence. Cripple me. Dare me. Tease me. Lick your rusty kettles Mr Fingers. Go on. Lift up your mother. Rejoice, for behind it all there is a glorious reason. For to which Hubert knows the hidden answers to the rusty kettles. Majory Stewart is my garden keeper and loves to weed the area of magical enveloped daisies. Haha you spicy goat. Jump around. Jump around. Jump up, and feed my dog please? Orange faced people are kind. What if Sally ate your boogie sweat dishwasher trucker hat? Poo wee. Thrill me.

Barbed wire is my brother's sisters' great aunts mouldy window pane that I lick for fun when I have nothing else to do because i am a gorilla with a twisted kneecap. Humble as wretched geese do sink in their underwear. Flee the flock of material that reaches towards, eyes wide open in shock. Swearing that it was incest, oh incest.

Touch your spaghetti toe, yummy ripple. Very fickle. There was a sticky piece of meat there. Along with a meat, there lived a Jimmy. Who lived in downtown Golly-land with Tinky winky's left toe. Haha snot suddenly shot over there. Where, Blair? someones hair long fuzzy. HAHA WHAT! HAHA WHERE? Goggly-eyed stare. Tissues with intense paranoia, growing blackberries north of here. May the force fuck off. Slightly mean. Squeaky clean, Mr Bean's computer screen. Fellow yellow, wrong turn down the drain, ouch. Get up. Hell no. GET UP. I laugh so much at cigarettes chomping on your face. They chomp. They snigger at my rare hip. Dip low.

Yesterday's today sandwich toe, slime bucket and pubic shavings whipped my stomach into a frenzy and
galloped of, beef stroganoff, lemon uggboots for you to taste. Or burn. Or discourage.
I wish I knew where I put my Nitro controlled soup detector then I could skip in the fields with the leprechauns. Oh no, he died severely with a spoon clenched tightly in his fatherly earlobes. Don't know if he heard it coming or not? So why shouldnt someone tell that certain little hedgehog that everyone loves to feed reindeer to their mothers sisters brothers sexy elbow. I love you. She said then floated away up to the sky to find the right measures for synthesizing a barbie dolls feet. Eat prawns everyone. Please. Then shave off your eyebrows and lurk behind the scenes to be fetching. Is this a daggar that I see before thee? Come, let me clutch thee! Alas I thinketh this hath waxed Shakespearish and I shant go any further.
Except to sayeth I canst not become another victim to the mindless self indulgence I have succumb to. Everyone loves him. I want to shake my spear at the world. Don't stop me, if I begin to shake off the old person and turn into a verple terk. For in doing so I can let myself become one with another part of myself which expired some several millenia ago. Turnip
 
One day there was a camel who felt a little shy when his bottom teeth fell out of his raincoat. So he rented out a bus to his older sisters niece. Once there, he climbed a large mountain which he felt was difficult and failed. Mildred Smithburt of Glockunberry bungee jumped left on top of one massive bald man, so he sneezed and fell over. Tall trees touch the giraffes neck as it felt soft and sleek. The reaper rode his rotten cabbage into my giraffe's foot. I shouted "get back!" and he tripped on my cake made of strawberry glass. Mother dearest drove away looking determined on the long road.

I said, "Run, caterpillar!" The caterpillar ran so fast he tripped over Adolf's elbow particles, scrambling for scrambled cheese and parsnips. PC Plod asked God for eyebrows to make cakes with onion skin but he spontaneously exploded into a thousand springy door knobs. The Camel returned. He died severely.

The end. Haha no. Oh dear. A female water bottle cried today because he changed sexes again. Lobster foot, yum. In my head zombies reside. I laugh. Please enter your details in the volcanic mountain or else.

My wand flipped when I died. It all boiled over and made me hurt my knees. I watched every hippopotamus dive through a mouldy twisting fence. Cripple me. Dare me. Tease me. Lick your rusty kettles Mr Fingers. Go on. Lift up your mother. Rejoice, for behind it all there is a glorious reason. For to which Hubert knows the hidden answers to the rusty kettles. Majory Stewart is my garden keeper and loves to weed the area of magical enveloped daisies. Haha you spicy goat. Jump around. Jump around. Jump up, and feed my dog please? Orange faced people are kind. What if Sally ate your boogie sweat dishwasher trucker hat? Poo wee. Thrill me.

Barbed wire is my brother's sisters' great aunts mouldy window pane that I lick for fun when I have nothing else to do because i am a gorilla with a twisted kneecap. Humble as wretched geese do sink in their underwear. Flee the flock of material that reaches towards, eyes wide open in shock. Swearing that it was incest, oh incest.

Touch your spaghetti toe, yummy ripple. Very fickle. There was a sticky piece of meat there. Along with a meat, there lived a Jimmy. Who lived in downtown Golly-land with Tinky winky's left toe. Haha snot suddenly shot over there. Where, Blair? someones hair long fuzzy. HAHA WHAT! HAHA WHERE? Goggly-eyed stare. Tissues with intense paranoia, growing blackberries north of here. May the force fuck off. Slightly mean. Squeaky clean, Mr Bean's computer screen. Fellow yellow, wrong turn down the drain, ouch. Get up. Hell no. GET UP. I laugh so much at cigarettes chomping on your face. They chomp. They snigger at my rare hip. Dip low.

Yesterday's today sandwich toe, slime bucket and pubic shavings whipped my stomach into a frenzy and
galloped of, beef stroganoff, lemon uggboots for you to taste. Or burn. Or discourage.
I wish I knew where I put my Nitro controlled soup detector then I could skip in the fields with the leprechauns. Oh no, he died severely with a spoon clenched tightly in his fatherly earlobes. Don't know if he heard it coming or not? So why shouldnt someone tell that certain little hedgehog that everyone loves to feed reindeer to their mothers sisters brothers sexy elbow. I love you. She said then floated away up to the sky to find the right measures for synthesizing a barbie dolls feet. Eat prawns everyone. Please. Then shave off your eyebrows and lurk behind the scenes to be fetching. Is this a daggar that I see before thee? Come, let me clutch thee! Alas I thinketh this hath waxed Shakespearish and I shant go any further.
Except to sayeth I canst not become another victim to the mindless self indulgence I have succumb to. Everyone loves him. I want to shake my spear at the world. Don't stop me, if I begin to shake off the old person and turn into a verple terk. For in doing so I can let myself become one with another part of myself which expired some several millenia ago. Turnip sometimes turn up in the wrong places. I wish they wouldnt follow me so it makes me feel like I am being
 
Turnips turn up :lol:

One day there was a camel who felt a little shy when his bottom teeth fell out of his raincoat. So he rented out a bus to his older sisters niece. Once there, he climbed a large mountain which he felt was difficult and failed. Mildred Smithburt of Glockunberry bungee jumped left on top of one massive bald man, so he sneezed and fell over. Tall trees touch the giraffes neck as it felt soft and sleek. The reaper rode his rotten cabbage into my giraffe's foot. I shouted "get back!" and he tripped on my cake made of strawberry glass. Mother dearest drove away looking determined on the long road.

I said, "Run, caterpillar!" The caterpillar ran so fast he tripped over Adolf's elbow particles, scrambling for scrambled cheese and parsnips. PC Plod asked God for eyebrows to make cakes with onion skin but he spontaneously exploded into a thousand springy door knobs. The Camel returned. He died severely.

The end. Haha no. Oh dear. A female water bottle cried today because he changed sexes again. Lobster foot, yum. In my head zombies reside. I laugh. Please enter your details in the volcanic mountain or else.

My wand flipped when I died. It all boiled over and made me hurt my knees. I watched every hippopotamus dive through a mouldy twisting fence. Cripple me. Dare me. Tease me. Lick your rusty kettles Mr Fingers. Go on. Lift up your mother. Rejoice, for behind it all there is a glorious reason. For to which Hubert knows the hidden answers to the rusty kettles. Majory Stewart is my garden keeper and loves to weed the area of magical enveloped daisies. Haha you spicy goat. Jump around. Jump around. Jump up, and feed my dog please? Orange faced people are kind. What if Sally ate your boogie sweat dishwasher trucker hat? Poo wee. Thrill me.

Barbed wire is my brother's sisters' great aunts mouldy window pane that I lick for fun when I have nothing else to do because i am a gorilla with a twisted kneecap. Humble as wretched geese do sink in their underwear. Flee the flock of material that reaches towards, eyes wide open in shock. Swearing that it was incest, oh incest.

Touch your spaghetti toe, yummy ripple. Very fickle. There was a sticky piece of meat there. Along with a meat, there lived a Jimmy. Who lived in downtown Golly-land with Tinky winky's left toe. Haha snot suddenly shot over there. Where, Blair? someones hair long fuzzy. HAHA WHAT! HAHA WHERE? Goggly-eyed stare. Tissues with intense paranoia, growing blackberries north of here. May the force fuck off. Slightly mean. Squeaky clean, Mr Bean's computer screen. Fellow yellow, wrong turn down the drain, ouch. Get up. Hell no. GET UP. I laugh so much at cigarettes chomping on your face. They chomp. They snigger at my rare hip. Dip low.

Yesterday's today sandwich toe, slime bucket and pubic shavings whipped my stomach into a frenzy and
galloped of, beef stroganoff, lemon uggboots for you to taste. Or burn. Or discourage.
I wish I knew where I put my Nitro controlled soup detector then I could skip in the fields with the leprechauns. Oh no, he died severely with a spoon clenched tightly in his fatherly earlobes. Don't know if he heard it coming or not? So why shouldnt someone tell that certain little hedgehog that everyone loves to feed reindeer to their mothers sisters brothers sexy elbow. I love you. She said then floated away up to the sky to find the right measures for synthesizing a barbie dolls feet. Eat prawns everyone. Please. Then shave off your eyebrows and lurk behind the scenes to be fetching. Is this a daggar that I see before thee? Come, let me clutch thee! Alas I thinketh this hath waxed Shakespearish and I shant go any further.
Except to sayeth I canst not become another victim to the mindless self indulgence I have succumb to. Everyone loves him. I want to shake my spear at the world. Don't stop me, if I begin to shake off the old person and turn into a verple terk. For in doing so I can let myself become one with another part of myself which expired some several millenia ago. Turnip sometimes turn up in the wrong places. I wish they wouldnt follow me so it makes me feel like I am being watched everywhere. LEAVE ME ALONE MR TURNIP.
 
Turnips turn up :lol: You like that huh? :lol:

One day there was a camel who felt a little shy when his bottom teeth fell out of his raincoat. So he rented out a bus to his older sisters niece. Once there, he climbed a large mountain which he felt was difficult and failed. Mildred Smithburt of Glockunberry bungee jumped left on top of one massive bald man, so he sneezed and fell over. Tall trees touch the giraffes neck as it felt soft and sleek. The reaper rode his rotten cabbage into my giraffe's foot. I shouted "get back!" and he tripped on my cake made of strawberry glass. Mother dearest drove away looking determined on the long road.

I said, "Run, caterpillar!" The caterpillar ran so fast he tripped over Adolf's elbow particles, scrambling for scrambled cheese and parsnips. PC Plod asked God for eyebrows to make cakes with onion skin but he spontaneously exploded into a thousand springy door knobs. The Camel returned. He died severely.

The end. Haha no. Oh dear. A female water bottle cried today because he changed sexes again. Lobster foot, yum. In my head zombies reside. I laugh. Please enter your details in the volcanic mountain or else.

My wand flipped when I died. It all boiled over and made me hurt my knees. I watched every hippopotamus dive through a mouldy twisting fence. Cripple me. Dare me. Tease me. Lick your rusty kettles Mr Fingers. Go on. Lift up your mother. Rejoice, for behind it all there is a glorious reason. For to which Hubert knows the hidden answers to the rusty kettles. Majory Stewart is my garden keeper and loves to weed the area of magical enveloped daisies. Haha you spicy goat. Jump around. Jump around. Jump up, and feed my dog please? Orange faced people are kind. What if Sally ate your boogie sweat dishwasher trucker hat? Poo wee. Thrill me.

Barbed wire is my brother's sisters' great aunts mouldy window pane that I lick for fun when I have nothing else to do because i am a gorilla with a twisted kneecap. Humble as wretched geese do sink in their underwear. Flee the flock of material that reaches towards, eyes wide open in shock. Swearing that it was incest, oh incest.

Touch your spaghetti toe, yummy ripple. Very fickle. There was a sticky piece of meat there. Along with a meat, there lived a Jimmy. Who lived in downtown Golly-land with Tinky winky's left toe. Haha snot suddenly shot over there. Where, Blair? someones hair long fuzzy. HAHA WHAT! HAHA WHERE? Goggly-eyed stare. Tissues with intense paranoia, growing blackberries north of here. May the force fuck off. Slightly mean. Squeaky clean, Mr Bean's computer screen. Fellow yellow, wrong turn down the drain, ouch. Get up. Hell no. GET UP. I laugh so much at cigarettes chomping on your face. They chomp. They snigger at my rare hip. Dip low.

Yesterday's today sandwich toe, slime bucket and pubic shavings whipped my stomach into a frenzy and
galloped of, beef stroganoff, lemon uggboots for you to taste. Or burn. Or discourage.
I wish I knew where I put my Nitro controlled soup detector then I could skip in the fields with the leprechauns. Oh no, he died severely with a spoon clenched tightly in his fatherly earlobes. Don't know if he heard it coming or not? So why shouldnt someone tell that certain little hedgehog that everyone loves to feed reindeer to their mothers sisters brothers sexy elbow. I love you. She said then floated away up to the sky to find the right measures for synthesizing a barbie dolls feet. Eat prawns everyone. Please. Then shave off your eyebrows and lurk behind the scenes to be fetching. Is this a daggar that I see before thee? Come, let me clutch thee! Alas I thinketh this hath waxed Shakespearish and I shant go any further.
Except to sayeth I canst not become another victim to the mindless self indulgence I have succumb to. Everyone loves him. I want to shake my spear at the world. Don't stop me, if I begin to shake off the old person and turn into a verple terk. For in doing so I can let myself become one with another part of myself which expired some several millenia ago. Turnip sometimes turn up in the wrong places. I wish they wouldnt follow me so it makes me feel like I am being watched everywhere. LEAVE ME ALONE MR TURNIP. He is such a pain and parsnipping into my bizz every chance he gets! I am not elated I feel forlorn
and left of my
 
One day there was a camel who felt a little shy when his bottom teeth fell out of his raincoat. So he rented out a bus to his older sisters niece. Once there, he climbed a large mountain which he felt was difficult and failed. Mildred Smithburt of Glockunberry bungee jumped left on top of one massive bald man, so he sneezed and fell over. Tall trees touch the giraffes neck as it felt soft and sleek. The reaper rode his rotten cabbage into my giraffe's foot. I shouted "get back!" and he tripped on my cake made of strawberry glass. Mother dearest drove away looking determined on the long road.

I said, "Run, caterpillar!" The caterpillar ran so fast he tripped over Adolf's elbow particles, scrambling for scrambled cheese and parsnips. PC Plod asked God for eyebrows to make cakes with onion skin but he spontaneously exploded into a thousand springy door knobs. The Camel returned. He died severely.

The end. Haha no. Oh dear. A female water bottle cried today because he changed sexes again. Lobster foot, yum. In my head zombies reside. I laugh. Please enter your details in the volcanic mountain or else.

My wand flipped when I died. It all boiled over and made me hurt my knees. I watched every hippopotamus dive through a mouldy twisting fence. Cripple me. Dare me. Tease me. Lick your rusty kettles Mr Fingers. Go on. Lift up your mother. Rejoice, for behind it all there is a glorious reason. For to which Hubert knows the hidden answers to the rusty kettles. Majory Stewart is my garden keeper and loves to weed the area of magical enveloped daisies. Haha you spicy goat. Jump around. Jump around. Jump up, and feed my dog please? Orange faced people are kind. What if Sally ate your boogie sweat dishwasher trucker hat? Poo wee. Thrill me.

Barbed wire is my brother's sisters' great aunts mouldy window pane that I lick for fun when I have nothing else to do because i am a gorilla with a twisted kneecap. Humble as wretched geese do sink in their underwear. Flee the flock of material that reaches towards, eyes wide open in shock. Swearing that it was incest, oh incest.

Touch your spaghetti toe, yummy ripple. Very fickle. There was a sticky piece of meat there. Along with a meat, there lived a Jimmy. Who lived in downtown Golly-land with Tinky winky's left toe. Haha snot suddenly shot over there. Where, Blair? someones hair long fuzzy. HAHA WHAT! HAHA WHERE? Goggly-eyed stare. Tissues with intense paranoia, growing blackberries north of here. May the force fuck off. Slightly mean. Squeaky clean, Mr Bean's computer screen. Fellow yellow, wrong turn down the drain, ouch. Get up. Hell no. GET UP. I laugh so much at cigarettes chomping on your face. They chomp. They snigger at my rare hip. Dip low.

Yesterday's today sandwich toe, slime bucket and pubic shavings whipped my stomach into a frenzy and
galloped of, beef stroganoff, lemon uggboots for you to taste. Or burn. Or discourage.
I wish I knew where I put my Nitro controlled soup detector then I could skip in the fields with the leprechauns. Oh no, he died severely with a spoon clenched tightly in his fatherly earlobes. Don't know if he heard it coming or not? So why shouldnt someone tell that certain little hedgehog that everyone loves to feed reindeer to their mothers sisters brothers sexy elbow. I love you. She said then floated away up to the sky to find the right measures for synthesizing a barbie dolls feet. Eat prawns everyone. Please. Then shave off your eyebrows and lurk behind the scenes to be fetching. Is this a daggar that I see before thee? Come, let me clutch thee! Alas I thinketh this hath waxed Shakespearish and I shant go any further.
Except to sayeth I canst not become another victim to the mindless self indulgence I have succumb to. Everyone loves him. I want to shake my spear at the world. Don't stop me, if I begin to shake off the old person and turn into a verple terk. For in doing so I can let myself become one with another part of myself which expired some several millenia ago. Turnip sometimes turn up in the wrong places. I wish they wouldnt follow me so it makes me feel like I am being watched everywhere. LEAVE ME ALONE MR TURNIP. He is such a pain and parsnipping into my bizz every chance he gets! I am not elated I feel forlorn and left of my cabbage patch. I am a bigger fan of cabbage so EAT THAT PARSNIP DUDE
 
Turnips turn up :lol: You like that huh? :lol: Oh indeed! :lol:

One day there was a camel who felt a little shy when his bottom teeth fell out of his raincoat. So he rented out a bus to his older sisters niece. Once there, he climbed a large mountain which he felt was difficult and failed. Mildred Smithburt of Glockunberry bungee jumped left on top of one massive bald man, so he sneezed and fell over. Tall trees touch the giraffes neck as it felt soft and sleek. The reaper rode his rotten cabbage into my giraffe's foot. I shouted "get back!" and he tripped on my cake made of strawberry glass. Mother dearest drove away looking determined on the long road.

I said, "Run, caterpillar!" The caterpillar ran so fast he tripped over Adolf's elbow particles, scrambling for scrambled cheese and parsnips. PC Plod asked God for eyebrows to make cakes with onion skin but he spontaneously exploded into a thousand springy door knobs. The Camel returned. He died severely.

The end. Haha no. Oh dear. A female water bottle cried today because he changed sexes again. Lobster foot, yum. In my head zombies reside. I laugh. Please enter your details in the volcanic mountain or else.

My wand flipped when I died. It all boiled over and made me hurt my knees. I watched every hippopotamus dive through a mouldy twisting fence. Cripple me. Dare me. Tease me. Lick your rusty kettles Mr Fingers. Go on. Lift up your mother. Rejoice, for behind it all there is a glorious reason. For to which Hubert knows the hidden answers to the rusty kettles. Majory Stewart is my garden keeper and loves to weed the area of magical enveloped daisies. Haha you spicy goat. Jump around. Jump around. Jump up, and feed my dog please? Orange faced people are kind. What if Sally ate your boogie sweat dishwasher trucker hat? Poo wee. Thrill me.

Barbed wire is my brother's sisters' great aunts mouldy window pane that I lick for fun when I have nothing else to do because i am a gorilla with a twisted kneecap. Humble as wretched geese do sink in their underwear. Flee the flock of material that reaches towards, eyes wide open in shock. Swearing that it was incest, oh incest.

Touch your spaghetti toe, yummy ripple. Very fickle. There was a sticky piece of meat there. Along with a meat, there lived a Jimmy. Who lived in downtown Golly-land with Tinky winky's left toe. Haha snot suddenly shot over there. Where, Blair? someones hair long fuzzy. HAHA WHAT! HAHA WHERE? Goggly-eyed stare. Tissues with intense paranoia, growing blackberries north of here. May the force fuck off. Slightly mean. Squeaky clean, Mr Bean's computer screen. Fellow yellow, wrong turn down the drain, ouch. Get up. Hell no. GET UP. I laugh so much at cigarettes chomping on your face. They chomp. They snigger at my rare hip. Dip low.

Yesterday's today sandwich toe, slime bucket and pubic shavings whipped my stomach into a frenzy and
galloped of, beef stroganoff, lemon uggboots for you to taste. Or burn. Or discourage.
I wish I knew where I put my Nitro controlled soup detector then I could skip in the fields with the leprechauns. Oh no, he died severely with a spoon clenched tightly in his fatherly earlobes. Don't know if he heard it coming or not? So why shouldnt someone tell that certain little hedgehog that everyone loves to feed reindeer to their mothers sisters brothers sexy elbow. I love you. She said then floated away up to the sky to find the right measures for synthesizing a barbie dolls feet. Eat prawns everyone. Please. Then shave off your eyebrows and lurk behind the scenes to be fetching. Is this a daggar that I see before thee? Come, let me clutch thee! Alas I thinketh this hath waxed Shakespearish and I shant go any further.
Except to sayeth I canst not become another victim to the mindless self indulgence I have succumb to. Everyone loves him. I want to shake my spear at the world. Don't stop me, if I begin to shake off the old person and turn into a verple terk. For in doing so I can let myself become one with another part of myself which expired some several millenia ago. Turnip sometimes turn up in the wrong places. I wish they wouldnt follow me so it makes me feel like I am being watched everywhere. LEAVE ME ALONE MR TURNIP. He is such a pain and parsnipping into my bizz every chance he gets! I am not elated I feel forlorn
and left of my
shiny toes.

edit: sorry lil miss! we posted at the same time! and no this isnt part of the story LOL
 
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