Sunday, June 30, 2013

It is Time Equality Bore it Scythe

Evolution is bullshit, said the Robespierre of underwear. Ontological and on for the best treatise, desperate to make due. Require hens in gardens, backdoors, fading statements of urinary tract infections, ulteriour motive as a sublime forecast. Expect delays in the rush toward where the moon beams. Partners, the future net describes a halo, with relax fit jeans as a model. Purple waves of racy grain ingratiates the topic sentence to violet juncture with the rabid cause. Inside revolution are little people sticking words into actions and actions into sentences. Sometimes the bell rings with flowers, sometimes the language is the gall.

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