This is cool. (What gives you the idea I've run out of things to write about? Whaddya mean? Say it in 140 characters or less.)
His coldness a nuclear chain reaction in me begins and then his desperation and ardour
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It's clouding over and we don't want to go out grocery shopping and so we're yelling pizzazazhaha, but we won't, not in the morning, no
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We grocery shopped muffins & juice & coffee on the patio & filled out forms before we went in, filling hunger then filling a shopping cart
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Ate t-bone, o moan, begroan, dog thrown bone, what to do? What to do? A situation. Avoid? Allow? Be flown with the blowin' rain?
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Tinkle chinka of change in the silvered tiny square purse and the chugata chugata ... awhhhh sorry, laundry drums spinning round unbound
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Fast 5km dog walk under 200 year old trees, cool sweat, huge nearly round moon, Oscar Peterson's Night Train, stepping out of stepping into
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Black Snake Moan. O groan! T-Bone! Rocking scrunchies of laughter!
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