The sofa had me GRILL HAD US

Wait for the pulse and take a direction. Thats what the driver said. Mistrusting him I let a pebble drop into oceanic markets and watched as the shark spat out a droll.

He winked and finely lit a cigar. It was alright, he said, We have rollhogs around like dust. Twitching a bloodless arm from the drum and stepping into thigh was hard. The overall experiance was gamble. Switching from june and dusk set free within. Going on a surfing fan.

Spree

GOODBYE.

THIS IS MY BIRTHDAY? WHY DID YOU LET TOWN IN MY DRESSING? MY SALAD? WHAT ARE YOU MONSTERS?

MONSTER SALAD.

YES?

THIS WAS AN IDEAL SITUATION.

NO?

I dig it.