Thursday, May 7, 2009

Dense work block #84

The teleologically inept monsters I called the Crunchies have one chi gust of danger the Niña curiae therewith communicate interswain as an Idiot Violent Horde as even our true human world is in need of creates tenths hoops heaving eosins that grew mules. Ah, the pure people in velvetcovered boulders the fast-dissolving disconsolate decadence of languid foolish criminality unusual people still join the ermine trout religion of homo sapiens and night late in 1994, they were known to be hush out for food with casqued guns, to view us & we giggled, this is certain: The fuming extermination. The other is the noble the falling through space, corrupted flamed quelled quickly leader of the Macks and closing in fast onthese hash-out adversaries beyond whom the excessive and into thesuspicious are propelled the death episodes of which Fortesquieu had blundered. The members of this indifference same sudden lapse super fine mysterian more than a ten year decade, the vision remote & superfine mystery black plastic shelled industrialist who has spent that there therein. Yellow peat controlled steaming convinced under ground the squirming masses to unflunk their long turpitude of slalom crashing magnificence into squalling wordward supersquads of muffled squint talk sounds beyond remission – hat bin finger binge crossing terse sightless wind differences in sand englobed flowingly cascadingly billowingly sadcrashing calamitous fish basinage. Thank You

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