Nickel and Dime Me to DeathPouring hot coffee down my esophagus, saying this round’s on the house of Maxwell, so one had might as well have five more shots to the kidney,Nickel and Dime Me to Death
Pouring rain goes ice cold down the stubbly face, like a plethora of liquid plinko chips, bruising the ground as they smash up against the drop zones.
Ergo, the bags.
Cutting my gullet’s mullet, I race to my seat in a Batmobile fit for a scourge of the night, who fights righteously, much to the protest of newspaper men.
Cutting class never felt quite so rewarding, but hoarding up hours of re
You Must Be This TallThe coaster! It's rolling, mother.You Must Be This Tall
My bar didn't lock,
so I've got to be strong.
I see a corkscrew coming on.
Carnation(Please just whisk her away)Carnation
Whore of prophecy,
she pees in the street
crude
designed
rude
maligned
My opinion may have changed a lot, but it's not deranged, even so.
Scooting slowly reveals the room to grow legs,
even though the gray-haired matters, time consume.
The perfume of the evening has meaning, in such
that it vacillates, dithering wits with its energy;
of what an awesome display of carnation can any man say
less than he stands amazed?
And to gaze into pathways the hands' canyons make,
making lov
The Holiday Spirit
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