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[repeat faults after me, “the grass, the knoll a can of tomato sauce and your pregnancy.” in the harbor, blank albatross circle a raft.] smithersheen LOPO lacky, ep. 3 of tomato flax axe emerging, grizzly, GRIZZZLY!! somatograph del. by ST. TRIFLO, what say you? my sincer has established mainman up up heights…REAL VEAL! qula oh holes, qula on lomas mountain vase. 56% of the Empire Quaint-Quesabrillo fell apart on me/tre—which precludes “tryst wist cowflock” from that sorta dimension. It doesn’t mean a thing if doesn’t have that wing. Complex Sex Chex…serial? Orget Fay the Ilk may raise you up to the pedestal, where you can, you know, you know. SAFELY netted, unsafely harpooned, the barnaclephobe, Shitz Allocator p.s. thumbs upright left for you on ST. TRIFLO; you’ra genius Parsley. |
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congratulatour ST. TRIFLO, (hexagon with the windchimes, prime number humper!) firstly, welcome. it may take a couple of years to get used to our styles, sir, but granted in time you will learn to see with a self-recognized vision. we have no names other than Shitz Allocator and LOPO lacky, no organizational, per se, of the calling card nature, no raison d’etre anise logic, we just. soon maybe you may help with that facelife, pero antes despues despite no time on cue, we just. long live the NEOLOGISTOCRACY! (so I lie) (so I just lie down) (so I take a deep shower) we have this auxiliary notion, our Ethico/Aestetherballic Demonstratae, that’ll never see the graceful day of the lighthouse committee, section 18, supernovice, electric segment, freezy partition, but nevertheless, it exists/exits. ENOUGH! NEED PARMESAN! once again, welcome BB aboard SS, yrs in restlessnessies, LOPO lacky |
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LOPO and Shitz, UNIT GO GO! I appear to have the restlessnessies myself! in my nirvanics, “lets get it ad infinitum-tum-ta-tum-tums.” in my wilderpurees, “let’s subvert squeaky cleanlike.” Dio Niceass stole feathers from a pollo. get it? what else is left? how many cans am I holding up? I am holding up 5000 cans. you can always see the sun, day or night, so when you call… Call me electric cow parcel, I am in the mali-spray and I configure your heart. habits need to abolish, agree?, ST. TRIFLO |
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ALL CRAWL! LOPO lacky, Three wurmbrainers clarify bronsil’s_idea after the duodenum exploded. My predeterdiction: nestle the rhost goast in the brambles, sugar and flippers included. regen franchise! “You strike me as one nappy triple cheeseburger.” E# = frail tuxenas 5(yo-yo) + hammune = secondary hexacreen so, in sumpires of the lazy kit, we trail nothing! WE PLUCK THE SCRAMBLERS [in scramble modus hope no raw] SECRATINE, the fundimantra, Shitz Allocator |
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Dr. Shitz, carbon bows stocked. thick pads of wheat assembled by all-star team. --it appears that we've run out of castles. the last one was captured by LE DYNASTIFOBES. should we reconciliate the franchise or stick with bronsil's_idea?-- I am the great grandfather of a mushroom. shuv ISOpame direct, flush widener into firstborn sapling.seizure and water the pancake threads before overexposure to mas lowfatochak borch morphindol no.5? Call me deluxe auxillary super trench designer within greenest bioacture. I am sanctioned by the FDA and I have everything memorized since 1875. gills makes surprises for gall, st. triflo |
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