Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Plus-width is orangey going to turn back to nana. We's scraped much must from batchey braid ant ne'er comparts again. Wots to pots Us now? Ins sted bigger paisha und doo sir quites things. Aftergarments come slower, come faster, never come, boring... Alls wes gots. Forget now and ever held your Piece. Toos you loose fer all to faire see - twasn't, twas. Now skeedle aye doo a die!

1 comment:

Jamison said...

have you been reading Joyce again?! keep up the nonsense, it suits you :)