We will repeat American rain again. We will make America grease again. We will make America grain again. We will gain American greed again. Obviously, we will work another lane again. Obliviously, we will want another team again. We will wire want a lot again. We will whine American whey again. We will white when we want to where again. And again we want to weigh again. Shut up Television!
Saturday, January 23, 2016
Sunday, January 17, 2016
Written words smell like Pan. In the wind, the miles elect district. This is the world. Slavery is upon us, like wait how history deems. Union of grackles in the senate dignifies the splendid acceptance of the falling.
Yours in loose till the special mandate, sluice. Injured in so, me war. Speak Northern or Southern, now and then. Virginia tourism.