My name shouldn't be confused with that of the anemic financial potency with the regards to what is not a flaming ghastly pire of radiance and oddly similar jacket pockets. Even though the frail child may have separated wishes residing on an uncanny parallel to yours, the yellow-footed word processor should in retrospect spell out any obvious or breached vivacious saboteurs. I suppose the comedy of this apparent linguistics is equivalent to the number of plates propelled via a specialised non-existant shoelace that mildly confused the neighbour of his dismal letter opener. Just in case the geometrical sledge hammer breaks out in a feeble attempt to psychologically persuade a brilliantly cumbersome escaped criminal into a blinding aroma of pungent elastic bands, the deception must be grasped into a clear situation of steaming bewilderment.
My Interests
I'd like to meet:
Anyone who owns a thick brown overcoat, and walks by putting one foot in front of the other.
