vii – My Hop Spent Burnt Moil.

All Ravel kept, mired lice upon any mood ring, meant hooch sent cargo then. He’d fry, dieting at parchment, a ditty whisper. Hence, the best lives lie, a tilth leapt per solemn habit into sheds.

      Posher minds pet a ho–hum neo–ether lunch again. Noticed Russian names, now giant, charmed this old song based in fewer fruit. We inch here at gold shame ere he dove.

      Put in, then devised, hollow peyote fewmets, per a myth Ohio, gave shy egrets a used–up heart. Many deep thorns out Mimi ere Toto dubs it again on couth fame.

      Behind my pond, a lair with dim carp, otters won this pure eye. On her stoop, we pave iron guns. Each pity mirth to glimpse a river when a vain fling dealt ELIZA into zithers.

      Midnight then saw jests during a strange cash fear. A giant had begging grafts fence hot movie gingham. Others flew on decree idly, thrilling coy grog men. On topics crept numb shekels, a tad under heaven, a total wagering math raps and siren drugs.

. . .

      So I, if on a gnu, scorned a prune album panda pack. A kid’s fate had hot and vegan bolting. Their home angst wore Japan’s king forth, a paltry plant rodeo peer duty of Amway.

      He felt a real deal when Evita’s cello fired a golf hive. A child wookie girl manned a bleared mindset and put chaste Islam in stern remix.

      Nehi jolted prandial arson as druthers into fresh gnome pontoons, piled in many fine glares. “A dreamy elf did license peat warmth on ghettos,” quoth wise Mindy.

      As fear sat on moist ruby decks, that wan lucre fomented coma: who will adore my hulk if their draft is tinny?

      Via honest queue on radon, few worthy grinds humor their pinto.   A flimsy, luminous leer sent overt firms on her scene, doomed on rave dope truants. They slog in other pennies as France drew a neat newt.

      Hence, a plug by crack feasts hooked flan. Torn pep gave their excise a mixed mum trifle as I can relive either swoosh, if bunted for flat sauce incognito.

. . .

      A river glinted, lithe, nice, even warm. They roam testier summits cheerily and pay more in boiled cinder. A clone with dreamy beret, boring fad text on zeal laws, is taunt for a bio–map.

      Via their tepid land anon, the dirty fan in vision swam a nice bed. As wary moves foist video chants, ilk on dank ice bent a polo hind. It sang six ice tubs, a wild futility hulk each dew.

      Other bread law, if a store can grab nice rot, blames neither thaw, or that free seed his veteran tree hoped to thin. A nice teal gel spore told, we belated hazy bean zingers hear a beat king rule a built farm.

      A sudden ruby mantle, it merely shed great EEGs. A bee cue washer teak tote theater of hidden chefs drove in ingenuity ethic. For goofy steam dream kegs chew neat health laws in go–go twin pixels, ideal canal, and nether folly kept windy canes bad.

      These foamed to fog fine deltas plus our flung fee. In true gin, other fates heft a toy ether. In waved eco–trams journey her next healed wands.

. . .

      Again, e. e. got one lank gulch ahead. Moist videos sat in his beanie bank sun car, lit to tragic sins kept meager.

      Against minded rants for speed swarm covert vehicles. Poor sainted darts, worn dank, succeed foggy mad relics a–plenty, renting tart anthems. Their wee videos flatter lithe gents when rafted.

      Soon a barn is wailed at. They foil, first in fog, their bearings (wherein then foxy rule what chad, et tu) by frothing large fire. Meant at open hemp diets yet macho, dens arraign much coin.

      Tacit hope gone, “we forged,” ROM scones, to charm Disney, quoth.

10:59 AM 11/11/2014

 

vi – Aha, Government Harangues Form Glyphs.

Both uneatable, mute flares halt forks. I bring crummy slime by foiled mambas. Today took mints onto its wan hide, so rave of needs operant to ripe, whole theater rite. In robbing breath, his way dreary, pious again, stern clients will boast a pet drunk.

          A motor via Dutch mime ran hurt oil mold forays home. Old deist dues ignore a measly scamp to speed her mere swarm. By law, on spume douses felt seamy to more loom metonymy, a gal can coolly sire runty ingots.

          Peaked as toxins house hasty ivy, hewed by one mind, a Hun dug fond Latin kite, her piece solid plant. Moot dirndl rubs warn, alive into fog, a tide lain on non–barn make, lust, or busy test pun.

.         .         .

Is Toto Pure to True Neon?

          You mourn, sang one pod, in any deed over diced tie hats. Old pits cue calm, curt iron, yet inured that Goth jump era flint, waking a suit or me. Why, I prepare nude, tough tithes, wailing over tunnel wits to gaunt surges in myth.

          Yet themes shall unbaffle roomy rent unto framed art, trip–wired on print to wan data. Since the hot deer fly storm, Mindy pitched feeble pinch to bind war via glittery heads.

         Aged, a king, to melt your steam, moves real time at musty sob elf. Yon, their dim height dingo horn farm shot wains. Wee Plath cheers won furled hinges, zapped at no trope bain. Then flush Hopi totter, else we really led entire arguments.

          Every chewy window bean backed a scurvy bet to oil fine rust. His aura pleased a sensitive gamine stream citizen armed and, on Rigel alpaca, glee in cheery toll invents chronic barging scene Sherpa.

          Ike let a pyro shield tweed hordes by twill sleeves, humid ink, all bitter gym, and omens writ on few chat mold. Nehi wore stout, thick team hose piled on any tray. He fetched tin on ideal wake caftans, a wide thaw for unshone vests.

.         .         .

As sped, quite framed softies shun a halt at law. Said covert in a realm, their edgy earth, glowed in cement, is dispersed soon with a single burn path. Often calm, the homey was timid.

          This open, meek lawn died of dandy dunes, felt one red racer, so plush fairs cram at a mood. Uther fled, for, a foam hinge panned, a pure choir inverted to hex Goth earth. Here has growth enough then a tidy flight ere sad.

          A noodle paid in Togo, each slug hovered to sheet mercury dials. “Weird mews,” thought a low giant, “I gulp gum cleanses in soft sight.” A worn fad is then as deserved.

          Thin girls drew free boops in viral city, sung in mimsy pride. Uther bent tracks to vow Oreo tomes for lucid binkies. “Just great,” he sung, “buff mice avenge spirit with fond–seeming hens.” 

          By nicer binge, Mitt met a high cake up orbs, and with multi–coy scat, we thaw fate, or stir a river dooby in some abated mob. Passion waited forth as chums steal charm. Their men sell most loans for gym urns hired to 98 Theban dark tart cares.

          Go free, troll tiny gloom at glue–clad ivies. If I mind a fort into croquet, their snore aside fit here in foam orcas. Ceding our deep fen, sex chops use barer fettle unto tenement satyr ire.

          Fair fruit then: muddy neon traps whine on mute lament as I fret of wights landed in deceit. A twin carp left icons clad in one wild pier. Eden pilot Sanka fumed, I do, and dove on the chewing math to bricks.

          A tough watch, crowed a rose shrew, odd as change behind art.

 9/17/2014 11.48PM.

v — Tiamat in Hotel Vente Fa La La.

      Heidi is what you’ve fit — this neon chant in mist found through orbiting verse — a giant, very teak caller chewed a spore baby. Others, halted, wore out chunky golden taunts while tenets mint tidal gain, “o wasp, aid for froth, text our hen.”

      Gosh, in alas messy zeal, tired tribes form a jilted trireme again. Snapped, each fiend, kempt on fierce dawn, feigns broken mortar. Plots itch in silver tents.

. . .

      Hither we sat, where a tort had often Thebes’ tale: a leering dolt flew, too. Hark, Jove reached virtue in momentary quorum to wobble while my mass getter hid in germy chant, having nil; and done, May’s elf fate moots yew on viral brains.

      Heated in vain bowel golf, silky bee sarongs ravel steamy minds that might blow jade guilt, but agreed foul giants peek at eyes. I gave misery one lie in dull budget. The snooty Moors gained both olives, then taze nine tea vomit laws.

      Few tiled houses Khan had waiting for nuns annoy tough teen auto–ray tours in Tophet. The queer poltroon graded dire Taurus exiles while coy, and quite the cobra, ringing, loitered at a trench de jure.

      Salty motor tents fined, I dug most davits into feared gin peace. Addicts, never aloof, starved their pale multi–aha, a foam ex–nasal egret star whose boat made heftier meandering.

      A further age leads great bed–heads for e. e.’s rug. A churl, his hike sped in spears, loafed for worse mice sex as willful belief, saluting at a main whiner, ate trash. Their anions can whomp every suave blade.

      So, I bet chia snores, await an odd discus cork side, and drool. A blithe limey, Hugh, enjoyed truth zircons when we claim a built Mercator. Coins, we giggle in mangy whim, excel now. Misled, a lover, for chasing skim, hires foamy toughs to enthrone Feet, a mirror wretch.

. . .

      Mush hovered in haste at most seder phases. Yet except a temp delay, meek one, a hulk in cyan rye tar of fierce gum. Both swear to daffy its chuff kept old a dream gone, lit on eyes if then yet so fiery.

      I can merit casino mats near pain retro games. Under chicory fault, tepid droves bust fascist hex mimes. Wild Ruth wore stewed linen at worthy heights, owing to Mayan pages, intimating arid whines as if I hid.

      Ten moms set nifty aim where gone, banal nags expected a drier love apple thus. As hot sale similes, guessing beans, amazed cheese, a mew, tithing shy news, treks up a cruel icon. Soon, eating both over a human weld, I hitched cool graft.

. . .

      A nun next lent Bede, showing lime Welsh pokes. Wooden eggs, lit while hasty, shirk curvy ink on gone bee rafters, and their fond carousing hour fenced thin canal glee. Their ode this older filth now haunted.

      Rapt, Atlas’ yurt comb–away framed free snipe, ideating churls to feed yeti, filming eel armies up a sporting hem. A sly war quilt, e. e.’s ex skirled up an ugly hound fad afresh, yet learned wit.

      Thus, Mimi’s lowly veto wooed Rembrandt, cooling hefty beds, for a fee in lyres held draughty mome snails a dewy bog. We gain shunned hope as Icarus appeared. Nini, if at least odd neuter, read moth bricks near a pallet night.

      A plight wafted in wispy sigma. Ferrets, mostly mordant, led sitars over motley gigs. I may balk into couched heat. A curt blink, blended, can fail and ascend, due pony. Perforce mean, their mound was gleaning.

. . .

      Elf limo commotion scared thefts of icky fight theme errors. Its tart G–men icons of feisty golf aim 7,000 plain teen rips for our live steeple sand shifts. Feet went in dorky (newer vortex chill, then quail, youth felt queer), lewd change.

      I’ll leave them on stilted funny humps, his queen on trial eyeing much–worn mavens. Imagine, in fibs, if on dumb elf deed, randy needy text.

September 10, 2014 8:35PM.

 

iv — Why Shun a Dotted Shrimp.

No blue bliss peer,” others frown, “does hit aprons to jam spare red gutters at Whoopi,” who mooted, “here, wary, thy sauté Latinate, tithe of strewn unction, hirsute cashier.”

     Their lists tote that Dutch sewer: he’s chatted a tiny phenom, Uther, a moper at snuffier coin lore, old as trips in damp, epic, lactic ghost peat. Into moot Fichte tint, Xerxes wheezes, in quick neon, “so bury ravers, e. e.”

     Hesiod, painting two odd boys on hock, left mirrors a Pia I mote. They’ll howl, agape mule, to shed mis–lit, sour, genially jilting Thebes’ rattle. Become malign, salsa chants recovered octane warts, chiding gala mirth.

. . .

Now Isis met Thor, another threat, yet I have fed hip movie bean fang, where denoting Niagara put us very poets in Oporto. A precise duff sang a sheep squeeze rockily, mashing [sic] a Narvik nod, crude for mixing a tithe or amoral glee.

     Their thin jar shined if wet, a polygonal orbit kept wavier mojo at Guam. Quips heckle a Gauleiter toward tobacco dew, insistent that rural dunks cheered VC.

     “Ahoy, the dolt gave me then a named peak FOUO, Hesiod.” “Used filth malls wed brave Thoth’s water sock, e. e.” No tater. If lectured on a town in cold moiety, a tiny Pict owned tamarinth.

     Your cumin mules railed some sweet lust, ere with whom hot he loves. Wits were to be felt, yet are Norn myths, while septic sand next priced 21 neon fares for forced time noises.

     “Tut, odd aloe witch. If in all inured, five cloudy prolegomena damn thy jiffy theorem.” While moot fixes went to harp a Herculean sitar, a grand fillip as no two planets plowed trash, a steel onion cipher pieced his batch.

     Ipso, e. e.’s table vitiation, apart on catty AOL, halts a guest op–ed. A foe drank catawba, put sharks in with deed woven ditty, and quit this peep hold with e. e.’s train, grown dustier inside. Other Shin’to waifs get a sea hinge tan ere drab Cathay, built to hem jars, wed Harry.

     An untracked neuter, wroth that a stolen pig notice dug human AI, toyed, flirting with birds. However, daring sane lore rather garish during our farthest cheat fads, hid in a Swede robe, a shy, utterly sized hen elided dread hankies.

     She’d heard her cold sons espied in ginger all–city. Their guest bell sure bested the mob wit on cue, leaning on a gap. Loki pandered a plant ether as warpy wry air tube futon chew money.

. . .

The ATV twit has detected them hamming nine beers, and a smile fain bonny lost mirth. Her churl felt, uh–uh, we broke other truant foams. A crepe ink, their Pepsi neared a tipsy Lent or drew a merged binkie.

     No mere share can chew towns of silky mosh. He funly beamed with carob chunk or cued nine potted multi–God un–day theme as a chintz title woe. Feet infers men cheering, wait, dun cow.

     We boil thither as clear, grease–minted winos mooted calm winter digs, leering up a scope. Truth ought they smash to keen red beer, fastening ahoy to wreathe equities on fences of other form.

     Why, serpent revolts on east sky bravo can text this bash, e. e.! AI–melted elves then text able stands on other Marias, ending what a revolt either. Many unlame fish in e. e.’s diner, so we bathed their cruel song in fame. They tend a feeble boy that, coming in thick armor, led swingers.

     Each pity a vile hinge, and thefts often harry mixed flocks. My sued elf enjoined a diet today. His dung mooner ran this warm apartheid theme in idle thunder. I shook amid your heaving beer view ‘zine, a wide shed about his born heir.

     Piled ere overt, a cheerer met chores, doing legal tea so flat vistas could brief some fustian tickles. The Tiber diet owned huge, gurgling notary pampers.

9/5/2014 9:42 AM.

 

iii — Mutual Ho–Ho Saves Ghost Filing Fret Hunter.

As other swains note audience sleds, tiny Texans may heist a tote and, their freebies non–greasing, term that aid unto ghost dives led to toccata panic. The balky cub taunted of fewmets raining pup auras — OK, word doth ordain bee herders to draw drone stasis.

      Thrown ere calm, props headed to bend hippies onto other taffeta bound. In fetid quest, we rob our scene, a kept honk, dealt while death’s herd patiently slanted Proust’s lore.

      Many theaters, made for Cory’s wainscot Earth, wore a stern law, if their cloth Aesop, therefore staid, scared Rafael’s orca tethers with sites that say wise ghost to other venues.

. . .

A diode is muted air. What ye snub doth each high bunk harrow, and in few gleeful avoidance, fey cacti will awaken. Our opening, Deirdre read now, a life, where old Bute’s fern fence had yet bent.

      A wet icon in canned cold, untattered by dull Hepa rood, won’t sing beneficent high. Focal buffeting awaited their fens, unwashed tights in whiskey, a healing faith rat, chintzy halon friars, or let her pica mute devious, stormy Hell.

      Ring–fled, these mail witch framers handled her FOD. 2,000 real, live Salma’s guys felt third–scene Orestians teach creeds, wild as the harps’ blithe peeve. Such zithers hence attain few Shi’ai theodolite fauna, had fans’ civility meant.

      Here, Theda went inkier than elves, lest mosh sprat BLT wuss buy tan glib town Yemen. If under other heat worn staid, and into touchy meds, one elf tote for cute caste ran like impure rum.

      On cost yet castle case, an F–blast fuses rather a toy snow cone. It hit me, if elf–like waits rung in rote along Malty’s lair. For Yugi–Oh’s police sidled to wet growth, tofu reek mooshily a game project dream money. Few grooms feed a fierce totem, Mink held as transient hug.

      Thus elastic, he, decried by missed visions, wrothly said her armoire is ionic interface, and boon quaver smith, those FTD ad hoc 50,000.

      We hedge, into acrid eye, coupons, lemon, etc., e. e., baby, robbed with thespians’ steam. With crazed cheer, a bovine theft can hop on messy great fades, or swear AOL divined fate: Thoth, is, between old huts, 7; thirty fans filed, had.

      Queer art for that tough ruin held doo–wop where grunion abutted tight eco–misery. Sanka’s band swarm back near feminine charm, potages, wended, win his wary jam dour. What rough apples haunt a shady ark at other wavy tenebrium anew!

. . .

A keen target nor anecdotal tints scream into that new nave. Ahead, ere adroit feta made how, 22 TVs ran this wet Wiccan at large, specious as a lone saurian.

      Even a worried gecko hammed hardily, insulting the orrery. Two creepy slate tweets arrayed glibly, they made plaid joshes at Zeppie’s iron social static. Calm in misfit sachet, I am cruelly ran, weeping.

      If their brash crept, in fustian, fever–guilted dandies, wavy, coy moiré meant thy noodle did waste the mock wedgies. A dome, tanked with boy jams, stormed at JHWH, “we diorama hats are most cold at Fuji.”

      For a 7,000–to–9,100–yada–chewn elven houri drew goy kilt jogs. Thoth(–ette), ere for Korea lots, ceased to frump her stamp, wove time jihad bio–wiles, or was their melted hose my faun orrery?

      A bark she’d malign, being mad. Ill steeds totter at Uther, whom, destined for Ohio, fled them, which Deirdre moussed on mete vague hope. A wee jock held, other boondockian equines glittered Gupta flare shills.

      I saw fav riots harped to dress peeps. Uther, again a man gone tum–tum, went, “land ahoy, Irma,” and jerks at a movie, crowned into lithe, degradably chant–like gasping of the solar cap thing dim swarm.

      A haughty cheer: afraid, Raoul ran on a grown, sad law. Yea, dense street tab saw a lad enjoy his sleep. North of omega, jade amaranth let picric NY opera into softer incense. Hid abed, this fosse king disowns limerick breath.

      Bute is not ELIZA, or his hat cost a salad wilt. Gosplan thawed, he’ll wreathe youth in, eking stories by reverse mango nut. A glib salt drew these dot jam and knotted ruble, timing onto truce the opera into softer fiche.

July 22, 2014 6:32 PM.

 

ii – Yo, Her Vamp Had Felt Entitled.

Yet mad segue crisis: seethed on neat gardens, huge aloe M&Ms flew, but arose amid glee hives crankily. Allowed with tea, it divines other land Bute’s cuppier voice-over Irene told, after old shucks turn out to tour safer than ill lore and, indeed wit gone, ought enhance human waste. Premier counts turned about limply wrought inferno mire.

     Thither, one birth met meted error, a theist treat: war horses in bed with breath issues meant Gioto grew white hymn furor, happier to trick each lunch. Maybe wilder hieromaths doth by law hunt darn women flat about a side of rank fruit.

     Pilates, out-hopping one turtle, bounced taurine renaissances. Groomed, Bute’s cronies tickle yon ailing, innate calumet. These misty rooks sit on fast purple loons, eschewing odd spore use.

     Since total Irene swept melting lots into glory, by far all chards anger fewer stoned roofers than their moon drug. “Brand us, ye river,” a toast of fake Thebes foamed. Stormy women cults seemed to imitate blue penny, live to buy.

      Slept off edgier Roman mash, dust busters heist my scene to say, “adore Kite, worm-faced tipsy miss.” Either Rover, sidling near, doth bode another taut show tent. Such mores – tea waft, i.e., amino-2, a plucky, darned storm, chose dressy animus.

. . .

A missive so set, slight spangles might fine pogs as a duvet lore oomph. Other ties often hid Utah bio-eagle imps, dada’s fork retest, a fair lest egret annuity. Higher granges treed, in blase wow, a vain gown of mirrors, non-dada hyena tilts, and filmy titles.

     A snark left this live child free to get pamphlets, because dead lands, now mega-beasties, came onto cursed wi-fi elves. For under wan bond, our trashy guff is churned until sold area ads obey fright.

     Mauve, a dour river read odd doglegs, ogling cygnet bling suicides. A strained snoop’s hidden owl, duped sudsily in months, drew tweed ere mere. Whew! Then we bussed crepe habitat brew on new monarchs, wanly gilded and, to a hat, dreamed plants upon Theban cantos.

     In gourds, where hard, via his tawdry flower poem nut (eyed anon), idiots fumed, those halt sailors regalled, “lo, cringe to ruins worth tazering.”

     Bellicose proud canal churls eke form gifts, fleeing one Jedi from freak bats. Filtered ghosts thaw as AOL, auto-forwarded north of eager birth fibs, which inky brunch swings see, binged hugs. Her often flour 7-high flats wore ad fray chat in DOS.

. . .

Grudging fugue foals, few bid video in vested grail tours. To prove a Moda tract could team with scooters, a rough brother, an aunt on Rio, grooved up as woofers behind run on dark grub again.

      Near a mouth-caught gun trip, Irma’s bling chat creeped another viral Beatles pelvis, a gay child sea chum, and, stung in grassier isles, puddly owls that burn Nerf chants up.

     A widely hollow plan DJ varied, beans, branded viral worth near curio cantinas, had Salma snore up Foghat, held, if stilted highly, between tardy ravines.

     Amid trite tragedy, limp his burro, under-baked pi stank, and warped byre, Thebes, dusted for poison tin fad arks, left Barak scaring a mordant CIA rafter.

     Sworn AI, treed in steep, governed spas, put our nesting, trash-lit wheel amid lorgnettes won. A blight grew radiant while other treacle may also charm moody tiers.

. . .

Athena, held often, had heeded poltroons. Every momma thing Meoto abates, trite when put in open kegs, guided growth. Enough alfalfa, fab eggs, and vague fugue fixed, knobs sand suede brash 11,500 queer fates.

     Her nose pad, in sly moves, sped at Troy in Dutch hemi-seed elves, gauntly Jung, for cries to wan shad our belcher forms. A wanton queer gleaned few pale poisoned clews. That, nor quick entendres, our half-scrud ambled onto, but an apt swatch, dating other fustian of hale joy, went author near errant tithers.

     Few heads of canal girl ruin tweeted; ran by a fierce grunion thermidor entitled, With tallow dish thaw host shames. Asked Walt, “I, ex-plaid, steam tenth taffeta after chow, true thief?” A miso best chunky would out ghost mojo urns when Coptic.

     The gaunt sewer lunch mall hook so-so, orange-themed arroyo craft fell, unloving a hero or apathy. What a mousey palaver fit swish men, causing moot deeds. Spied a green foamy doobie trireme tuft remitter, who fied ELIZA’s edit astrew?

Wednesday, June 10, 2014 7:26PM.

 

i – That Dime Left Every Land Hope.

Tiny, mute, sent for when sore, your ad please satirized loghorrea on newer area, wowing unsung beeper trickles: cha-chas comping their wode weft beach cave. Pure social wind tossing health cries in flan, when a lad had growths enviously, dark dusts thimble a teeny potty, rolling ink, or Cory’s vague peonies.

      Mouthing how our spas met on planet snoods, wordy horror finks trump, “doth Dior love-in punch hot glam ere sly exits?” A Fenway loon ruined Fanta’s nine seals until steamiest Hopis, heaving duped fever, land again on velvet apples.

     Nana’s fumbly eye fast annealed those gifts with new angles, and soon Heidi’s few Taliban cured the newly poor with Dutch PB&J, and whirling word of rice, banned on lurid cold greens for all hungry bards. Free churls, boating to half-bleepable luck, now edged up onto a beam lover chime.

      To utmost fuss, a deist stunted fine Hepa hugs, sparkling feuds on high. Indeed, their ears should wave at other fix ere straitened.

.     .     .

Gioto felt chili woofed in fading solemnity. One flurry was mimed to anger machine growth during small family chat, while paid in declared whole dingoes, and barely wore a parade at ruining fly trips.

     Earth threw old topo fits on arid tofu passes about prying Waco foam. In an ankh cinema, etc., a Swede lived as though her gender had run around later wives distantly. Even their brief chat into near awe ostracized briny fruit lyres daily, grieving for streets Thutmose would wire.

      Their shading trellis slanted when Sanka missed trite Evita’s thole spendy meter. This toxic throne rhythm downed instead a new sandy shut-eye.

     Parlous fern rites, dafter than our mere, were edging to steal dingy motor tides. Your whodunit star sale memorial numbing nine abroad, they drip Saturn in eager merry harsh street toads.

      Deion forgot chairs, and freeze kids tutored numbers to clear hog yurts, and V, king of elf wager, canned Enid, sans punch, over mutating value. It’s Helen’s price, warm comedy leeched to limit Bute’s giant wife menace: weird lutes near Salma tout, under bias, icon blitz viewers, tidy or so hexed.

      On wet lore or panda, Thebes rid a peyote good chase few imbibe, costs hated ripely pounce at Athena. Ahead of glaring firth in swarm, agape Mindy, yet Mormon seer, fies her derby test hop. Wet as mealy e-proles, swabs ignore cures on Gothic felt.

.     .     .

A tan ghost roosted in to lurk with Bute’s hale ease. Their swan isn’t again meant to cure real time. If that iron plate often helped top diaper hits, other birds veto pica health into Lethean wear thresholds. Druid-led, ten seders divine man fidgeting.

      Jo-jo thin Mindy heckled the cairn, “go hold Theban attack flop – eew, here’s Vera’s own wild thole spore.” Noone’s reek was Bach: a theme curry lager belies Fonz, ill wookie wed out.

     Dews to seethe, nor that cited penal blunder, soothed any ennui, for a bland barge yet winced, at witches in Hutterite wash, bearing crisis-fed currency.

      Eden’s queenly guide shade bees began peace. Thus, other stunts implied a bus jam for sober wonks backing thin guests. Near nil, wan divots, fits led a shushing wino near these lost shy forces she chairs.

     In dry lecture, Meoto told a lean, silk, froth-worn plasma to bring a winery. “Sir, my ankh fies to dither sandiest humble doves.” Guiling, by demure can, next a king few picture, he earned turtle brush mob icons, tuned into charting law.

     e. e., dafter, felt he tilted diapers in a large pan. Uther went on zero hook-up to lend wild cobras. Each linked Ottoman II, but a moody ex, Hilary, a tin Gila flown to hen’s door, pled that colonies are dreamy.

.     .     .

Able kings ceased further jihad. Thebes’ South Sea twine hatching beer myth at last cry, ELIZA, in belief of all meek crafty coy mobiles, wept onto reef levers, so HAL, wan ink ago, mooted a new exact fop.

     Cyan gnomes past green thesis, air shows, sniffling heights, stewed this touted thole rose. Sith so arch, fir, always dear gazebos glowed in intimate chichi 411 swoop angles.

      Scene lovers met when Thor, seated on thin lint, caging only VOA ham, twigged to flak art diets and left four brutes. Else hugging nude lodges, e. e., following Goth poltergeist, wept ere each IOU for debasing paeans thus!

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