Posted 9:57 AM by Brian McCloskey
SEPTEMBER 1998
They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met. Great eating pinks. You’re good to go. He’s a cowboy who’s married to a bodybuilder. One time I threw a rock at the monkey. We have to eat the leftover chicken salad. We literally beat the bushes in the whole neighborhood. The artist stood naked and wrapped in a sheet inside a cage. A big scary monster will eat you. If you’re bleak, you’re bleak. Reproduction made easy. Nothing is always. Gum is fun, but not on a cat. My love is my soul’s imagination. Wearing clothes through which her nipples were clearly visible while gyrating in a sexually suggestive manner. I have an amazing hat collection. Kiss, hug and love all night long. To be in love is what I want from life. Into every life some rain must fall. Not everybody wears boots in Texas. Why am I on a Japanese box? You’re the song my heart would sing. You’re very colourful. I don’t want a big flat noodle. You sold live to your friends? I cringed when my pick got stuck in my zither. Indeterminately often, on, over or beneath a sometime. And my pants are filled with starfish. My chair repulses you. This Vietnamese prostitute can really ride a bull.