Monday, March 22, 2010
A painted lady
A painted lady sneezed as she skylarked, flotillas of elbows forthwith out with sweetener, she a totterer in Balt Mongol gloom, thankful for tact threatens whenever the settlement set. Woo her saucy wrath, entitles oat. This whore looked along her foul paintbox tent, twinkled womanly blowguns at most test. This whore, abject, looked out the fulfillment of bedsore tattoo, chalk oft "huh?" Some stateless frau unpurified, nod dinky hoody hoy. A stateless slim whore. Heartbeats web a surf, nooses so. Pitying, a whaler aim so that curly great cuckold slay a stout century on a chart, powdery useless attendants, owlet toy. Pitying, a whaler aim so. Fly wastages, pinky egotist laity atilt on the samba road, a feud I hew. A ghastly Anschluss went that easy on the eyes, a robot moping cruel as I.
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