Dans ce connerie. Mona's enemies are dozens. She laughs,it's farce. the old man of the nuts, and balless as the dummy enunch.Laugh! O nun. of 'partides'. and other wastrel Ithacas. and the lambasted spoon.
Si tu partir moi aussi je pars. Comme ça c'est la solution des mers. De la mer. O les mères . Il faut faune mentir a eux ~ .
Oedipe échappe ses 'lips' (ou ses lèvres ~ O Olivia ~) en fuir le mer de la mer ~ .
Merde a la mère ~
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Jill reminds the errors
for a later
date
remanding her salvific beatific
view of zone
beauty and the 'sacrifice' .
Asking the bottom what sacrifice is comedy. Laughs
her way to the pharmacy ~
This way she's freezing dozens dozen.
___________ Has the god been all these things then none? a question paused at the edge of void. Ovoid egg o f the l o v e r s ~ .
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