Monday, May 31, 2010

Theorem beaking

Bugs like chiggers sew the blackfirst tomorrow with those eyes ears and era-sears wit sends alley mon way to the heat of to-fore and midewhiles o'er dent and sures the onst finds her cue, leftly rightsook.

Candy was a hotday, as sure as was my shirt. Becks and heckenswidth, ons and frobs tonding mission hesses while-the-whurlish, chaws from dandy osprey teens had willow and beaking's worth for this harp on the huely-- bettered pads and ting lies, owe ewe and no, hlee yonder tigh, peffering sled for thatguy A, led and bledstone the weight of fours and tries bring he to it and marred with obstacle shells, glimpses to that former, in wished gushes of raingoaway.

Cherished licture, Biking devers, gotts for daumeninger...

His licked, her sopes withstoond. Foursome eight and having heft to leaf: dem's bugs rightened madly.




(ahh yez, I lift herr)

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