12/18/07

work

with what you have to work with - a blooody slippplip lip lippelierrelip of self. A self shard to shovel into the mix - well it all works up here. Ei. AniThin. Goes. YAaKkNno. Righto. Lktghgm. LIke that little g.

Well, now what? Deliver the knockout punch? Oh yeah, sorry, forgot about this life thing, reintegers - blew through an evening - it sustains - pedals - okay, well, fuzzy, snowy corridoors.... that's the way they've been, to mimic a dialect, pipsqueak... stanley is done - alleys runne;; fun;; yeah;; that
;'lll work

random device is the best choice i guess - lord - shit show - snow job - all partakanasta - prob - sev'd - it's dead - what can i take? well, there is the hole, it's there, a totem grout... not THAT important (cosmic cause)

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