changeling @ 2006-06-12T17: 01:00
nähähähähä, horatio wisdom and school and stuff ...
Monday, June 12, 2006
Thursday, June 8, 2006
Can Bearded Dragon Live With Other Reptiles
changeling @ 2006-06-09T02: 48:00
difficult cumbersome contracts with one sentence to the weary warrior with furry tongue licking the face reality. hopeful lurches from one branch to the Lackaffe after he let down the pants, it smells of butyric acid. perspiration, bathing, swimming, sweating again to go back, which falls at the feet like a cat is the red ball of wool yarn, facades on facades and immernocha rbeitet it away from me in the final fallacy trial & error. a process level, Kafkaesque addressed without the fetish pronobildchen noise without k.
before the legislative acts of hollow parabolic mirror and can be the word of mouth in turn.
muschelt bad, the venus in a self-conceited self-righteousness is the law, it reaches for something else and sings little daisy daisy, the eye goes irresistibly mr. Bowman did.
confused with the cool computer and planners of the anti-Christian missionary, he was discarded without echoing the infinity and beyond.
oh then 2001, not leaks as of Katzenzungen chocolaty and sweet was the world, vernab black books in collection of necessities. the dos and don'ts were even more diffuse the offer rich and oh all the time anyway, was always better. pure science fiction, which film also pushes man.
clear on two legs and standing ludicrous belächelnd what calls and is approached with unreasonable surprises again endure, tolerate and primitive accusations, that the bogeyman mohr and obligation. Looks like it yes, what can the Hans because it already, oh henry your bucket of logic is full of holes like a sieve.
today was a good day to die too young and still want the kitten have eaten from the hand. missed something? forfeited in the tissue lost the thread, it ticks for right-och!
knautschich the cheek, shaking his head and a father I turn around. can surely not be. released for adoption. unknown coated gör. I am empty champion, men's and out but nothing comes out of the regurgitated her new experience recycling and data destruction apparatus stuck sledgehammer stay, I ride to meet hoppe hoppe the wave, children's songs only for their own, like the ancient tale, the nightmare is emportingelnd, ningelnd. children of men, the youth is not clever and makes me feel old and wise. shit, that's it and even the spoon bowl? urgts because I still prefer to gulp down the tongue and let the duds stuck in the throat, which will have to swallow you, you bitch. the neck who can not get full, carrion, vultures, which may further opportunities and it has worked. naja
rabbit feed in three pack 8.99, freshly picked and shelled. in this sense badger badger mushroom spam spam spam snake.
difficult cumbersome contracts with one sentence to the weary warrior with furry tongue licking the face reality. hopeful lurches from one branch to the Lackaffe after he let down the pants, it smells of butyric acid. perspiration, bathing, swimming, sweating again to go back, which falls at the feet like a cat is the red ball of wool yarn, facades on facades and immernocha rbeitet it away from me in the final fallacy trial & error. a process level, Kafkaesque addressed without the fetish pronobildchen noise without k.
before the legislative acts of hollow parabolic mirror and can be the word of mouth in turn.
muschelt bad, the venus in a self-conceited self-righteousness is the law, it reaches for something else and sings little daisy daisy, the eye goes irresistibly mr. Bowman did.
confused with the cool computer and planners of the anti-Christian missionary, he was discarded without echoing the infinity and beyond.
oh then 2001, not leaks as of Katzenzungen chocolaty and sweet was the world, vernab black books in collection of necessities. the dos and don'ts were even more diffuse the offer rich and oh all the time anyway, was always better. pure science fiction, which film also pushes man.
clear on two legs and standing ludicrous belächelnd what calls and is approached with unreasonable surprises again endure, tolerate and primitive accusations, that the bogeyman mohr and obligation. Looks like it yes, what can the Hans because it already, oh henry your bucket of logic is full of holes like a sieve.
today was a good day to die too young and still want the kitten have eaten from the hand. missed something? forfeited in the tissue lost the thread, it ticks for right-och!
knautschich the cheek, shaking his head and a father I turn around. can surely not be. released for adoption. unknown coated gör. I am empty champion, men's and out but nothing comes out of the regurgitated her new experience recycling and data destruction apparatus stuck sledgehammer stay, I ride to meet hoppe hoppe the wave, children's songs only for their own, like the ancient tale, the nightmare is emportingelnd, ningelnd. children of men, the youth is not clever and makes me feel old and wise. shit, that's it and even the spoon bowl? urgts because I still prefer to gulp down the tongue and let the duds stuck in the throat, which will have to swallow you, you bitch. the neck who can not get full, carrion, vultures, which may further opportunities and it has worked. naja
rabbit feed in three pack 8.99, freshly picked and shelled. in this sense badger badger mushroom spam spam spam snake.
Thursday, June 1, 2006
Volunteer Work For A 15 Year Old
convalescence
I still remember the fruity toothpaste
entire smiled me a frog pointed at
and kiss the lips - a platypus
daddy I'm big
I am professional young you have me confused
grew silver lining to the neck up
turned the bet on the horizon
then the knife deep into the wound
the crocodile tears
and it seemed the evening and there was
and it fell and I broke out
me is bad, lying on the shore in the rush I'm beat up this boy
anyone
sets slowly the stockholm fever
with boredom and melancholy as Wermuth
is melancholy bitter
and I throw the neck hair to the horizon
I am professional youth
you're young, my child, your child is a child
I can remember Satisfaction
have appetite for meat
crosses and I finally want to fuck again like I dance
naja is still a long way I think but not bad for the moment. dance is the best therapy
I still remember the fruity toothpaste
entire smiled me a frog pointed at
and kiss the lips - a platypus
daddy I'm big
I am professional young you have me confused
grew silver lining to the neck up
turned the bet on the horizon
then the knife deep into the wound
the crocodile tears
and it seemed the evening and there was
and it fell and I broke out
me is bad, lying on the shore in the rush I'm beat up this boy
anyone
sets slowly the stockholm fever
with boredom and melancholy as Wermuth
is melancholy bitter
and I throw the neck hair to the horizon
I am professional youth
you're young, my child, your child is a child
I can remember Satisfaction
have appetite for meat
crosses and I finally want to fuck again like I dance
naja is still a long way I think but not bad for the moment. dance is the best therapy
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