That’s One Fear

Tue, 03 Feb 2015 14:00:00 +0000

Rick Ross, “Paradise Lost”.  They put so they could go on it, they could see.  I’ma be back, see?  A lotta people on it.

[Bridge]
Magic City
Where the palm trees and the bright lights look so pretty
Don’t lose your soul chasing that pot of gold

[Verse 1]
I’m trying to go where I can’t go
Trying to be what I can’t be
I wanna teach you what I can’t show
We gotta reach what we can’t reach
Trying to shine when the sun won’t
I gotta grind as I gun toke
She’s rolling weed as I’m doing me
I kept the G’s, she can count on me
Wonderful times, lay a head for a young nigga
Like the day she told her that I was a drug dealer
That explains how the cars came
And all the big money at the car games
I roll dice with the low-lives
Timb boots and the coke nice
New Porsche, smoke lights
Young nicca, get your dough right

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Mictshurrin

Mon, 02 Feb 2015 12:00:00 +0000


“Snake Invators” non-ficcion article. THRIVING doing well TRIPOD some thing with 3 legs.
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Next, went when.

You shouldn’t ought race the university—kill ya. Bike’ll back. Bicycle back. Bi-cle. Bikely pared. Meef, now what. Fastard. Like when ten, fifteen years of Rome pay off. Stone is what you get fat out of one leg with, camera.

When I went out to get the bubble-burster of Hebdo, Sebbado said, “Look out, I gotta rinse.”
It was all through these words: you shouldn ought race the university kill ya-the armature written Parkinson’s France—the wrench. 81. Leave it to you that have, I don’t discovered what about today unit called “Ms. ‘I got a machine,” from laughing out.
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Ppl actually moved?

It used to be that every restaurant had a bowl of matches on their front counter. Now, paper matchbook marketing has all but disappeared, ...

It used to be that every restaurant had a bowl of matches on their front counter. Now, paper matchbook marketing has all but disappeared, …

Well, don’t do it, but it says strike here.
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high in the sky.
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Implying Bob
Crane. Pop Quane. So re bursting trancendant melting in waves, arcs in over on tranches w/80 goo.

I was made homeless intentionally by the San Diego police on 7/7/13, in an illegal eviction, but I didn’t stay in my room.  They had ended up beating the next-door neighbor, Travis Stanton, so badly he committed suicide, on a previous run to Acacia Grove Way.  I have the brains to stay alive, but I’m shaking.  This video, through Matt Taibbi, shows the animals getting a very different consequence.  These two have been charged with murder.  The murder is so plain, and so common.  I sued Ruth Vasquez, but her illegally converted house still has tenants who covet being locked out and robbed, I imagine.   I got no 30-days notice.  That’s for pansies.  I wasn’t threatened with arrest.  They (mis)used their other detention powers.  I ask you, was this legitimate?  I have documents.  I’m not crazy.  They tried to leave my 10-year old without a father.  If it was me, these pigs rate life in prison.  They (Albequerque), destroyed one video, but this one transferred in.

29852Searching party for “DEA Watch List” in suspected chemicals.  That is, the discussion boards are

2004 era, that of The Hive, Elusis, Bluelight.  What you could do wasn’t very dairy.  Richard C. Hall, a chemical seller, asked the DEA how he was supposed to know what was illegal to sell.  They provided him with the list, and he used that to ingratiate himself with customers.  He was killed on the streets of Columbus in 1981.  Coach don’t like being made a laughingstock.

Dare they draw? The facts are on the right side. This is Albuquerque again, but San Diego did this. It was on the news, a video of a fast execution-style. They (cops) do not get heavy with the ‘drop the gun (you clown)’ but they have phenomenal support among the bankers. I mean, yeah. They commit murder. I accused the chief of police Landsdowne, and he quit the next day. I mean with police, there’s a pattern. They are not military, but paramilitary. They are turning into death squads.

I don’t know too much about the video just that you can see Albuquerque police shoot another unarmed victim. As you can clearly see in the video the cop immediately jumps out of his vehicle with another cop to the right of him and without hesitation shower him with a hail of gunfire I counted over 20x but I might have miscalculated. However make sure you get this out to the public as to bring justice to these murderers.

Rework Card

Wed, 28 Jan 2015 00:00:00 +0000

Brian Bernal@brian4prez 25 Feb 2013

The only time when I actually like organic chemistry.

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Their dick is third dick, property util, boner left. Market five gobbledegook. Owner pleas psychotic to psychic, like wind through wind. Don’t crash-dick, substitute they-that ‘ll be dawner parachuted. Playing lunes on a glass rim photography has been spent lookin’ at. Those marvels about, well. If I exam Steve’s blustery, I cannot get we Thursday hodin’ an apple, then it is Wednesday. I was born, let us pick it on the seizures upset “Bicycle Day” took clone to sitzow weekend. Eck—pushy. How is it all Silicon Valley left, their LSD manufacturing that they hold left? Cirment chop.

Nows 1/8, on 1/7 Paris simmering, bone notes typed are “that one”, just before Wilson-Beowulf.

‘Do they get to ‘em’ sticking down is a question. Far Mikey (Taibbi), it is to explain harpsicord ballustrade back to the instrument spinsterette. But, Lurch, help. Brady was even(t)–oh, goll! Closer.

Environment
Woody, out when Gracie’s over, what’d be God reecin
Who used meth postwar, can you hear who nailed it.
Be nice for the oft to come from the tree
Instead am I Stephen, and so on.
Who do youse smith the decider and their getter. On double-U, hi, Glenn.
For an eight, 4:07. meat loaf
Moriarty left a note.

[Frontal]

Is widely legal and is, why?
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argued the element [technically written there pre-1/7], spruce: brutality, capitalists deserve it. Three sweet dreams, sodas, go ahead [then pipe down]. Fulls. Are you a lot to death? Love personals, San Diego. Zoo.
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[for they are for jumping down in an ‘environmental suction’, is a queer]

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[oziremet] just the basics. Turn your motorhead juices. No oil no cleaner. [no fake valves, eh?]

Loyolas in a plake. Play, carried. Out of view. Only barely [so no stone tie]

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Cpl., Author of killing sensei. Draggo, why?
Why have you come?
Author of killing, ’cause I was Dylan.
I pocketed the score
’cause I came up to the door. I stuck it through.
Per ounce hammer. You all deserve to be the snag [who stutney]
Who is loading the kink, who si out of there. September straight up fail.
People from ’52, they’re so groovy. For England! Synthetic [matches]
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dealt.
Gave alum to the beaner? [structurals, no below the con]. Rework card, not mores.
That’s not what I moved her for.
Closer to they, ah, baya.

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beatles Orsons, thee
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Surmaster I think you should, Steve. Shit, who knows? Vault to the front. Its cure it’s yours. Can we die? We’re—you be—all misewrable [his suppiness]. Bethy bees,
if avem scratch the surface [see who’s around. Gurgi] manill
Hunguptive. The rest of you may continue [the leg] (to get) hit by a clothesline.
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There’s a front, the SAAMA. But, Ripley’s, am I going it doesn’t have the “F” for front, fraction, franks, or geocaching. Let’s image.

What ere you?

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Don’t flinch.

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Eau De Aqua Walls

Tue, 27 Jan 2015 01:00:00 +0000

Out of the way, out of the way, out of the way, move!

You start out with a number of armies, and earn more for each country-continent you control. You can attack countries that share a border or along the black ocean routes. You'll

You start out with a number of armies, and earn more for each country-continent you control. You can attack countries that share a border or along the black ocean routes. You’ll

peek at the instructions.
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5:29 AM, 12/27/2014 the salt allow. Inspector, “Seat Ablazes”.
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Is a lappy the head
You’re gleaming off
Rooted in the banner, accidently
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In a category of hate
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It equals is. So be it.
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To see everything. Mottle doughnuts.
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“Suspicious Minds”. I can’t walk out.
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double meant Indiana. Hoofer Salde’s ballad […] Addict, I just stare (Remember, don’t call the cops). I tell ya to move, I’ve recovered the altapus. Sliced, under the bed. Some of this later ‘n art.

Next, a portrait like Dorian Gray’s, hey.  Who want an Jesus wait.  could you take this as there were ay number of cases showing bumpy a friend of mine.  in this city today, they stake “Barrett” to LOUDER mental hospital rules, and he infiltrates the United States under a shabby hourly journalist paper.  Trip. A few minutes.  Hey, couldja norm?  This |__| important, I said, is not Christianity.  So?  _||_ the line tutay is feet’ll sizz in the fires.  And fizz’ll your move.  Limp.

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Roscoe P. Coltrane lifts me up.  He maketh me to lay down here next to grampaw, next to his diabetic heart stuck in this article on coke.  White.  But, the author is white.  Efficient.  By Jimmy Olsen.  The Marshal’s thinkin’ about what to do, Festus, if you can believe that.  Hey, Goob.  Your alray low prices start up after F-Troop.

***

After receiving his sentence Barrett Brown released the following statement:

“Good news! — The U.S. government decided today that because I did such a good job investigating the cyber-industrial complex, they’re now going to send me to investigate the prison-industrial complex. For the next 35 months, I’ll be provided with free food, clothes, and housing as I seek to expose wrongdoing by Bureau of Prisons officials and staff and otherwise report on news and culture in the world’s greatest prison system. I want to thank the Department of Justice for having put so much time and energy into advocating on my behalf; rather than holding a grudge against me for the two years of work I put into in bringing attention to a DOJ-linked campaign to harass and discredit journalists like Glenn Greenwald, the agency instead labored tirelessly to ensure that I received this very prestigious assignment. — Wish me luck!”

***

That’s next to mine, where the guy does enter an institution as a reporter.  Just says the identification of a problem, in comparison between your two examples of Isreal and some other brutalities, what I don’t understand is how it is kind of like the news was written 20, 40, 60 years ago on this marijuana, on Isreal, on the Therapeutic State, the Surveillance State, the Police State, and especially I could show you, baby.  Pregnant in a mental institution.  Think that’s funny?

Human rights and democracy were sold hereabouts, as if nobody saw the good for the unluck until you.  Oh, no.  The offspring of wars.

It’s assassination that runs the world.  John Kennedy embraced it and took his brother with him into hell, with no chance to catch the killers.  True crossroads and so’s your rump.  Alcohol.

Heyzellville

Fri, 16 Jan 2015 12:00:00 +0000

Age.  Baby, please.

1984.

The Great Director, unobserved, the rice of the meal obvious, yet invidious the more you scream.  You lay six roses.  Mama Mia, I can hardly breathe.  I got mud on my face, I just took a trip.  Successful.  Yet, George Michael, expert, I don’t know what to do.  I am a blonde.  I use my pass wood?  I could go to…I dunno.  What is my yee maiol?

Freight up above the grade emulsion, absorption sheal fat.  Journal quarters.

Fet.  No, we don’t.  Hey, all I was

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Ladies and gentlemen, dog.  My name is Molsen, I’m upon a little.  In time, mack kolm beast?  Him party do.  Hello?

Stop it.  “Media mutha fuckas!”  Argue line, you might mean magnesium beer.  Who solis, too?  Haim?  Stock his dull pond.  Like a distal forebearance complex?  Want to play?  Can I play, baster?  Mudra, Patty, putti out waste.  Could ya?  Matt his own canolis with marinara sauce on the side.

Taibbi’s read alt yids fame adel

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We’re moving dog in this toil.  So, discovery of (SYSID 656 (newsystem )allegal) price discovered vulnerable to, yes, face; might all illegal monopolization of myth concede (misinvoicing).  Oh, and you come can beam of fulth.  You’re not I gonna lend a new legal squares of it.  I knew legally bifurcative ah-say jet, were’t depending on your underground  Well, I am  a paper thing thought it was Jesus modern married.  Ah, we’re married (No.)  To a job, Trent.  No exposure.  You run with the ubiquitous feather ((Red.)  Damn, put the Tiapatoulas) in CIA‘s cap.  Dolt Jew.

Missin’ voices could look like down a dash to the mouth.  I was kiss him,  Cobra six?  Six spiders.  Bad room, cuzz.

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You see the beauty in the spark, that’s why. Joy!

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shape charging anthills
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kithess chest lethy
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left me slow.
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Or, if you prefer, they’d still sell us down the river alone. Has the sun gone down?
Shu-bop, shu-bop, shu. Does sky have baldness, succumb to diabetes? Hahrk coolers. You want nicey
(y’know ya annoy) another kid (monitor heard his)
when it comes to Miquo Angelo, when it comes to fifty percent, five naker youngster the power off elec
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I’m gonna go.
bustle him. Back soon, my cave. It badly circles around to my age of 62. Mein lead duck—scrubbed ‘n.
My position on the gone they need to go.
My position on my ESP, Jose, was, yeah, fund for nil.
Pizza guy’s engaging. Run it through yeahs. Yeah, I’m not going to have to go on television. The stomach roars. They—glottal paranoia release Sutton, Matthew, captive. The Salce is nut teggin’, wammia venture to shoot. Back full in a paper high-performance, a (whisper), “This is Matty’ll Eglacious (be rubbed out here) touch me!” (party talk) You get back down.

Jeefs its degradation once my ESP and its associated politics (hand fits a glove), being Nixon’s the one, (vector on a suit) whenever “presidented”
steps.
Now relax.
Ebit et. c. I’m
hearing close to
my thinking, and I
just actually started those
can remember one of two hands
across the merry key land that I have
And narrow friends, digger but not with
towardsky position Kant on a fueled
have a Ted argumented a bushel
to leap off it into that sea
spore. Say it again
Booger woodsy.
My position ar-
row my sister
Tanarfsky’s
puffy san
pofo get
Michis. Where,
comin’ from heaven. I can’t stop, “hearing voices (you better stop dig—)”. They’re God
on an aluminum runes pay kipey pico pey in the wrong room at the wrong times at the Ritz.
I can’t state. Defined, is he on your own? Hizzy on the march? Left to us is impose Bar “B”
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I N E S E B C E B H O S T S A

Witches Cackle By Themselves, Isn’t There? Sister’s Baddy

Thu, 15 Jan 2015 13:00:00 +0000


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How Bad Life Is Going To Have Treacle

Wed, 14 Jan 2015 15:00:40 +0000

Capitol how many London musicians lollager still–stupid anasynthesizers.  Own up.  Re: naked.  Anastanding poppa didn’t slim Village People.  Four-jerakars probable soaked who put (ptchoo) down.  Right.  When you obey me.

I must be 7x con spiel. Harmonica makes from harmony, glockenspiel it was made from rickety hardwood. Imnight note 4:27 AM; 4’s un-Three Fifty Seven, you good-lookin’ Glock, you prove shines your you-thang, in the waistband. Tub tao ‘n bit, AK: “Write it up. It doesn’t have to be Shakespeare”s though—won’t even—toes in the berries. It doesn’t have to, want it to? Win in it, up. When is it it should close? Africa, knelt. It doesn’t jelly ‘has to be’. In five or rotted spinor calcs, 4 subhelical, the airline who least you every word. For example, more; the one in five lick’ll do it. Don’t fuck with Al-No-Prince in–while (6t) fuck with you care beezl. The rooty-footies doin’ karaoke, to bands simmon ‘n sign INSOMNIAs no favor.

Oh, but it doesn’t. It is the accordia made into a verb which is nice.

For example in the instant room is holdin’ up because (movie code) you get astairs one of those girls a weapon (other guh) hug (do-wacka-do-wack) a gun! A girl, I’ll remember; ah, surveidle. You are on ground for court. Its own (anti-pesto) one of those presidents’ whole lives (who races down), you break-in Oregon, is have had earth holding up well having had birth (in kind) [subj.] crimp in (aim here’s) […] tachleo olday (mirth). Excited, wood hiccups and gallops off. Yeah, release tickle.

Squash what yer leavin’ North punach-cht’ew. Laundry, no bags. A, (should we tread it). Thrush, (think about it). Hard all the pulls. Didn’t squeeze, went (in might could practice). Do strips caudal final serve (do brutense). Does Fu have money for nori? Caudate medevac cheese log slabillyu
my inrush I can’t fuckin’ breathe. Till you are ready.

How many London musicians (are) still—stupid anasynthesizers
Village People probable eg. Eurythm. Yackety-saxerie whose put—ptchoo down, Sport. Cerize. Loads a hulla faster than my jam. Preacher’s soil Lou don’t have on-key to swing Grandma loose (different swings), gabachos, Brian Galvez, John Cyrus, my guys exactly. Getting shot at point-blank range is different.

JACK GOES BOATING on Poof’s (locket-2-square). Knee abberret turbo, I get IN more, circus instead (and, in the meantime), I get on the microphone. Your hand lead awning purfeserfer up high mountain road (slike-y) then in rain give up on a coke machine on a loading dock at 2 am with your lone town spine galse favoo neat.

No, a melanoma crystal infects all known cell lines. Lucky am I to have that. Thanks for your thoughts (deeper, longer, (loaded)). I won’t be needing any myself (because were questions). Maybe a case of date rape.

I knew that. One, a lettit, so far; a frette curses me. Devil chop.

Bridgestones. Chloral hydrate. Stop on top of the hill. Get it rolling.

Now, it was—no. Now, it was L.S.D. For crystal first.

Buck ‘em “holder”, see the dx for scaled-up, the point deadheading.

Stoichiometry, don’t answer that; flood. Keep it fleakle, S.C.U.T.ting fast, lend steep over the widows.

I Can’t Brook Attacks In Los Angeles

Tue, 13 Jan 2015 01:00:00 +0000

I’m in part. In gel. The internet is compromised, certainly is, Sandusky. What’re we going to do? LYRICS

nope, Well, they’re Enya, but, I’m afraid there are too many calories. The lack of them adds to the corporate whim, to make me doubt my own heart. Pain is significant, to me and Quinn (Norton, “Martin”), and foed amen, wi’ you, Barry (Eisler), bare, ignork win.

And I still keep on going

[Chorus]

I wonder if the stars sign

The life that is to be mine

And would they let their light shine

Enough for me to follow

I look up to the heavens

But night has clouded over

No spark of constellation

No Vela no Orion.

That’s ’cause it et shoes o’ those who “expedite”, in the face of corporate terms, like destroying a post.

Ahh! HP’s Carly Fiorina is some ark scurry.

I logged in to associate quimm with the Quim Martin, ie load a YouTube. I’m not going to. Guy, ya a-sat her in the rain, ah, battery. 4 a.m.

6:00 a.m. clues

Framing Dave Burgess

Donald Charles (Dan)

San Diego prosecution of rapper for lyrics – Tiny Doo

LeShea Agnew, wrongly imprisoned for marijuana crimes.

“Cold fusion” it’s not even for. Mega-ignite. It’s not even yours, about whatever, I mean the (in)sult’ll get here. Here would the news. This hit took place on the porch.  I thought about the day you were me, about Michelle.

Flakker

I assumed already knowing to gloss over my disposition to be violent went smoking herb. Watt a zee; zit look like I know what I want to type, fond? No, put in a basement relieves A wit. We’re not meant (to introduce a new experiment) refuse a fight in the grand design. Hey, look me over – Medusa ring. Spoliotro Getty. Worrying types like (as if I, Howard’s, getting metal) — Muscles, see Frank. Getty get. Nuffin’ alert me to the past. Seems like electric amnesia, ‘tiquos dope.

F ⇒ discovery; implication operation, trying to get in root as identities up closure.

Engraving showing the death of Padre San Vitores, the first missionary to Guam

Engraving showing the death of Padre San Vitores, the first missionary to Guam

Chinee–…no, Incas. Topnot as high as yourselves. Shady release.

Map of Guam in the South Pacific.

Map of Guam in the South Pacific.

I don’t want to get yelled at, when I get home. Drop ‘em off as you go.

_____

______* Albuquerque

Congress’s Nuts

Mon, 12 Jan 2015 01:00:00 +0000

AA___U___E___T

S S H C K I R M I S A S

O L E N G T L K Z I D E

S T I H E B O N E C O N

L L S U T T T H A F Y

paussy nan ya handle it, now fauffy.  Wow.  I realized I’m Jesus (Dave).  At that poin’ arrivy shot him.  Their wools a-meadow.  Let’s say–Tom Later, 5 years after success–think I’ll think of blue, Neville.

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Landlord harrassment

6:45 wrote
Apothecary con. It doesn’t predict; it has to extract. Who’s our new Spiro take? Blind.

Can’t read. Workin’ cardinal ((s) whozer) in at a rate of one, hot-heading for big Z of the continuum (bec. My decision street revolt [light input] abend (now think in a stream. It was)). He was a snitch (no good and a why’s answer on a halo), and (hey, Bernie. Poop. And that arrow let’s us), importantly, this is not Freeh’s ditch (we thought no. (A) political te-ta-te, but, males and females on absurd (that can’t be present. Its Inconel) observed. Last) last opponent clear of obstructions, and objection.

Three little nows. Now, (after) go home (put down) Sting alert. Cut Cima babies; I’m (nervous) still at war. Ward unscrews. Dammit, chuckleheads. Tactic: reconcile.
They can get an active psychotic. I am over. Uhhs. Ugh. Make fire. Just let me pull my boots on.

Reckon to here back up.

I allow I fuck them up. (A little San Francisco pennant, out) cure barn. Uh, Just Owen Wilson’s owen. All over the internet, huh? Well, people have known half-Edward. Especial wlozone. I take it you’ll test (now) next time you go 500 years without hurting (I would). [pic (on the line)].

ECT Nichols. Family

You do. Book. A cute mouse? Look, (its computer it is not what you(se) [pl.] think), what in hell does a headache make? Edie

naw, I’m puttin’ like a book (the whole country swim). Jihad doesn’t mean battle, and argument does (((and as it does square four) pants off). They remember that they are never eights and four square sunk incommunique). Now, I hearsay my hair means I’m a coward. I like anyone, such as FBI, who disses me, in a duel.

HAL, acrostle

FUBAR, blame it. Cat-tails. We won. Jews wet, and it smelled like urine. Amyg dal yeah, it’s his thing I’m sure. See, with a league to lick your ass, and a party nobody knows you’re in, yeah. It’s about a baker. Hop up. I’ll find the desert less desert.

Vfbi

A graphed height (do not say I am cowboy), 11 things you. I’m cleaned. Workaday, for example, I’m cleaner. Darnit, a (step. You trouble. /b, beggar bothered) Everything they did (not China provided) was folks, like. Preventing party dude which you, again, was goin’ ta do (and they make it a jee, I’ll take a BRAVE) (in Florida) If fun acres to your liking (if cancer), (it lifts off ) tell us (yip) (potato) Walk around the grounds. Go, “Don’t hold onto the ground.” Let ‘em pick a flower, if their selve.

Oh, did you see the morning behind? Incongruity. Because, a false snap, if they’re only over to a snake’s step. (A different friend being…beautiful). The internet contaminant released into the room. Come out, come out. Wh is by Checkpoint Charlie (our southern bound. Chinks more or less).

What in case they’re ammit. Guess in their amount, case one, known unknowns (I could tell what I had, then (the turkey that)) are you poet? Well, I’m sure one trigger element will tell two eyes at once (How would they know? Take it apart). Jesse James is out there. Maybe next hill. Who was into Brad Pitt? If that’s your bag where you receive mail. Aimy falls, ludicrous, sprawled. That’s your kin. In the same breath, fanned. Sitnon no flake. Fever. At the point I want to manufacture, your gamble, yo—target–a lot of human meat (take arrowa), so pump your fist for the rats and the scoop he’s chimp, and the Kodak goat pulley cafe Ex. Go underground. His prophet is? Sold on miles of roofs arrent.

That list was just at my computer. I’m hat. H lifted, then it went warty. Gained coast co.

Say goodbye to the nearest.

Don McClean, American Pie:
Helter skelter in a summer swelter
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter
Eight miles high and falling fast

It landed foul on the grass
The players tried for a forward pass
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast

Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While sergeants played a marching tune
We all got up to dance
Oh, but we never got the chance

‘Cause the players tried to take the field
The marching band refused to yield
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?

(1971)

Trafficking.

Send Up A Biggest Dressed Signal

Wed, 07 Jan 2015 15:00:29 +0000

And, see a better sense. For some times, its premier Mollison. I’m on burgundy on the Mexican internet. If you keep it in your car, I on’t rmmbr, I’m a… blonde. ‘Kay, anu don’t know your beautiful. Pucker.
toilet telly would you turn that down, vacuum!

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fentanyl-bupivacaine-group

So lay down
must be your skin I’m sinking in
Must be for real ’cause now I can feel
And I didn’t mind, it’s not my kind
It’s not my time to wonder why

Every thing’s gone white and every thing’s gray
Now you’re here, now you’re away
I don’t want this, remember that
I’ll never forget where you’re at

I am at the Stingaree on “Glycerine”, Bush, Rossdale, and to get it in, my comment brushed aside, a safe dosage form may be found for every drug. It is not inherently dangerous. Don’t believe the police. Keep thinking.


They’re not all right.


In mynah II, Gary Oldman, how auffit wasn’t crazy it, to in it was him picture


Mommy, if all people…

elects us a vizier.


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