How! High are you? Stop!
Caress the wind. It bleeds.
Recent surveys showed that 9 out of 10 women were females, and
the 10th was a transvestite, which begs the question: to penis, or not
to penis?
Women with known titular hairies have leggy mark stretches roadmapping
lily-white blue-veined cheese-chunky thigh mongers. Plucking these
rather thickie hairs (a virtual black forest with nipples) tweeks romance
digestibly.
When mating, turn female over after 7 minutes. Season. Poke for
firmness. Stuff with protein. Serve hot, baby, hot! Remove hairs.
Enjoy.
Fart-blastin' fems cycle regularly lunar-wise, pretending not to in the
presence of potential mates.
All naked woman showing toes have issues of foot neglect. Yearning
for yellow-nail sucking slurpers with tongue between toejam catchers are
they. Yearning for suction-digital hammer-corn bunyon lickers, they stroll
through bookstores vapidly. Be alert.
Once deceased, all radioactivity falls categorically necomanical with
yeast enhancements blooming. The Elephant Man blows trunks of roller
blade crunchies over treads of death.
It's clear that only someone who is frequentifically aligned with chimp-
baboon PNA (pieocallander nucleic acid tabs) will not be able to instantly
make sense of what I say here today.
Not to worry. You may qualify as an engendered species.
Cerebrally enhanced,
...............................................................................StoneMaster



