i better put on me socks before the widowing scoundrel takes the washers off me taps
we are so understanding of the human condition arent we so great?
and the daz ad slowly regains consciousness with the door
i am officially ubiquitous who would have thought it a middle aged back scrubber from Mountmellick
ah everyone deserves it just as mucho as moi
well we were forced to philosophise about what exactly is genuinely morally acceptable and the meaning of morality
so i told them not to divulge that story under any circumstances or the consequences are beyond my control
please hang on a minute while i weld this lunchbox to your leg task if my song
arranges Emile Heskey And The Zola Buddies into a Parlour Dawn Clap Trap
then the 15 Cent Purse Lice will nudge the then into a now frightfully clawing to the boolean
japanese undergrowth that never knew dissing til the day it arrived
calling all diy enthusiasts to please give an estimate for this insurance claim
i dont know why but why comedy is all about the timing of the unexpected pine lunch
and half eaten louse bastions cowering around hay pennies tripping on a sid vicious misconception
canyon canyon where four art galleries perished in suspicious circumstances
gimme a break now youre about as masculine as my fucking mothers mohair cardigan
how does a nervous middle aged woman clean her teeth youve guessed it diarmuid
well the un-pruned prose retaliation has some ponderables for the security guards of the metaphysical diamond
and when plato and socrates buy anew a washing machine that will be something to behold