everything i said was a lie
urgh
enjoy the autos
[pacing for fresh coffee... the sounds of love can be heard from significantly distanced neighbors' homes... all that can b heard in the sc kitchen is, CAULKSUKKIN AUTOS!!
and a peaceful owl out the laundry room window, with a torrent of curse words and dual machinegunnedmiddlefingers to autos... as the cricket concert returns to life, amidst the bloody gurgling crickets, all things that kill, defind themselves to.]
I'm sure you'll have alot of fun with them.
[visions of failed clones being choked out, by the handfulls. more curse words can be heard with long distance service to Australia... and the sounds of mothers fucking, apparently... as to autos.,].
i know i learned alot from them.
[runs out in a field of mojave greens and hopes for the best... in a would without autos.].
i have a suggestion
if u use cannabis
mix as many strains as ya have.
[the silhouette of a fat naked man... can b seein, running from pit vipers, in the distance before the dawn. it was good to see sc running again. that first step looked good. never saw him alive, again. shame... he might've had a real shot at gold in the special Olympics, one step sprint.]