serendipity plants goat food into the middle

blocks and blocks without haemorrhaging quagmires into the Guelph of fragilistic sloppiness. Bang, without the crust.

I'd just as soon as late without enunciating correctly-ness, vapid among the catalysts, lusting after lint, cleaning pie plates while missing 'Another World'. Cat nails and sinewy after market health songs ring like a door knob freshly vaselined. Unkempt is the past tense of methodology. Methodology smells rusty, like a fairy tale without a hero.

Deny it.