Antennas burst through my skelp picking up any communication of....... (five) An infested hive of hornettes pointing there asses at me containing venom full of pain and anguish a puncture for none but i, left happier with out.sarrows.nothing will render
i would be a peanut butter and rasberry bolony sandwhich! bull shit! after death then eat me. now im left here itchy scratchy soiled in water grass dirt pen scratches swimming on my face to develop how i must feel. a heart throbs and silence is sold!!!!!!!! captives awaiting rescue!
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