#402, 734 - 2nd Ave. NW,
Richard Simmons is an astronaut!
Well a good letter think me.
The Licorice Burn Of Tastebuds is only for the old people.
What a WOW! What a WHOA!, when a girl, when it dawns on her that she is starting to look and act just exactly like her sustuh? Like Ernestine and Bernardine Shaw. Dancing. Pouring Martini dranks in the lounge loggia. Both twins. Like the SHINE BREWING LIQUOR STILL SUSTUHS ON THE TV SHOW, THE WALTONS. Jim Bob doesn't, but only John Boy has a mole on his jowel as he trashy and poor fantasizes of becoming a writer. But John Boy caint write! He has no visual art skeells. He thank he is uh thunk, but he is a NON MUTUAL. Imagine Grandpa and Grandmaw Walton rubbing on a sheet covered in cool shelled peas. Knewd exploring forbidden crevasses, naystuh. Lookin' for Scooby Snacks. Makes the top of your ROOT itch!
Truman's shit smells better than everyone else's momma!
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