Monday, August 03, 2015

Coming down to Earth from a burly heathen's pocket

The rank rank sordidly did the deed. I threw the stereotypes right out the window. Miasma played no part as elocutionists, split down the middle, made inroads on the out-roads. A pyrotechnical motor coach wafted among the prime numbers like a straight tell, now gutted by absence.

There isn't really anything comparable to going bowling.


Zhoen said...

Did the file get filed?

Phil Plasma said...

Just like the jump was jumped.

Zhoen said...

Rank and file.