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paste!
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Say what shall be toasted to, in minutes
our legs will become jello.
On the side of the cliff, she is making
architectural designs for a grocery store.
In many ways, she has really good technique.
Lunchtime is for sissies.
They don’t eat at bowling alleys anymore,
they are too many fishheads.
You don’t seem to transfix the air conditioner.
Seaweed makes the raisins, makes ‘em dance.
Beastilations. Fucking grapes everywhere.
Vines vines, vines vines
Land mines, spinal meningitis.
Riding a bike is easier than being
a pole vaulting assistant in the Olympic camp
for large animals. Rhinos should stick
to handball, that’s what I think.
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