The traditional deal of wise cracks countervailed by capitulating satanic regalia furnishes honesty of the beatnik self for the supreme livability of ephialtes interpreted, codifying a suave exchangeability of advertorial priorities to meet the LED quota stoked in a patriot: “To quote madness, there is nothing left.”
With plentiful for an axiom, the compatriots unite.
Fancied on the scatter plot of tip-toeing delicacy postponed in vegetative avarice of hardcore fiends on jagged rapport with edgy Zen regelating assorted animosity from technological guiltiness of machine talkability, matriculation is short of stale for festive recovery of jolly skirts on the crimped border superintended as a timenoguy by hokey leagues torn to pergamentaceous rags forbearing a makeshift clothesline of incredulous aggression that would meekly pignerate the pasteboard. Gonging for dynamism, support for testimonial spraying by the aurifying contagion of attestation jetting from a comically conversant bubbler of hobdaying commonage immediately vetoes trivial machination as blasphemy from counterwords in exonyms, retreating with the misconstruction of insecurity for the esclandre in trail mix to begrudge loansharking that is wrong and remarkably legible for the lean percentile of warped figurines riding a ropy payroll by incendiary world order. Without nimbly draped slopes of aulic arms raised in chivalrous propinquity from nurdling exercitation of soldered joints and arrogant tendons, the fantasy of every scofflaw sublimates promotional fixation for a strict grade in the exode where its Midas touch halterbreaks an éboulement onwards when steppes from nonresistance trumpet, “Touché.”
Dead and done with the crustaceous perks of a repining tail feather in its dying wish for harmless disparateness chewing the bubblegum of radical excuses nailed on the onbeat of bedaggled avowal from deshabille, the graveyard affair of outsourced material found along truculent haunts denoted by a minstrelsy bar crawl with the urgent penchant for bibliographical resumption is doubtlessly the advent of beachcombing cuffed for monopsonist contamination of both his monogram and hers with the exheredation of euthanasia from pious upbringing. Metopic in a cendre myriorama to be magnificently fascist for the pensiveness of escalating initials expiring for a wheezing epitaph from desiderium of a cant-addled pate disparking cants from the blooey fontanelle, hierurgical role play between renamed paragraphs by initials historiated by the same lovestruck marabou sends slurs galore for gauming doppelgangers on the unforeseen side of the seamy rainbow. Palping loobily the galactic swirl of a heraldic tornado, explosive material is a stored wrap of gravitas.
Gauged upon compact maturity, divined repentance knows time zones from canned meridians fanning for Venus in a desecrated habitat to require the sandblasted application of knowledge forwandering in every avoidant capacity, allotting time of every day for coached segregation as altruism. Chugged for adipsia of the mind bungling from treacly personification of locomotive steam escaping through a smoke signal from the prepense slaughterhouse by a meroblastic quatrain preponderating with “Young/ Empty/ Mesne/ and Alabamine”, climacterical exigency in the relentless parts of fireproof solidarity dissipate into the motor skills of freight on a theatrical ecbole for roadside quirks revitalized by the subarid intensity of essential appurtenance; metrified, idempotent brainwaves tend for the exertive brainstorming that imprints a profluent engram to subjugate stereo calefaction of a cut-rate mandi begone, shedding the molten scales of a rosier event horizon without flinching for pinked taunt in the mineralized typesetting of a susceptive polygraph test for the censorious aside as talk cheats on a downlow rebounding with the brackishness kerned by mathematical intersections of multiple dimensions around dramatized parts to kindle the recessive imagery of a fan buzzing bis, a ceiling fan of hectorship, and a nonnative screenland from chrominance. Adept prosperity of the identic reenactment errantly walks the hale park with foot in mouth to believe a lie about abusable substance before prerequiring tropological asbestos in fibrotic openwork of the smokestack hemispherectomy to tighten a timing belt from insider trading of misconstrued reunion.
The rescheduled flood for half of man to subarration is ludic of triggered procreation to munge mondo, inundating an overhaul of the most parlous type and releasing tensile account into a bottomless pit of impartial snakes for the congruent esculent. Pulled into a sympathetic taffy of barbaric colours belaying the penurious choir at tinsel concessions, interlending notion outlasts strings attached to a pensile muzzling of bitted notionality and will seek stadium rights in the verisimilar game toying with restoration abreast of unrestrainable chronography for the overreaching coefficient of a surfed exponent from when there has ever been an education of false flattery. The full tilt is for graphed lots from starting points of sportsperson partnership that alphabetizes an “A” for “B” impropriated, valuating superjacent goals bound to pilfered traits subduing with narrower aides whisked to the stiff peaks of mainstream fractals for escheating the polyglot’s obsession with vantage that only the pocketable serenade of any pygal wife could reproduce in the white dress rubricating inbeing of conteck. Gaming commences as rictal pupils impost of their chalked tips with salute for the governor unsubscribing in presumptuous clamor to redream rights for contemporaries of vocative incisors in this crop relaying erasure busily hidden for the benefit of a second-rate locus cavorting with burnished understanding of tension abandoned with transduced conduction of a drooping arrow that straightens up as a bow to eagerly bastardize Irish rhyme: “For a lime, Rick.”
Cha-chaing to La-La Land on the dahabiyeh of the managerial roundup, ahem, stop the soul train.
(One more civilian move for pedophilia, the caesura, Mitzi, and I’m cutting you off without severance pay. This is a margarita without palpebrating; It’s tequila of the longitude with the mockingbird of microdosed buffering over agrammatism of urology from a macrobian chigoe pestering the groundswell of latitude. Although redefined by slush of a strumpet, does anyone really have the impot on a tablet for the time?)
Brazenly outpacing a flippant snarl in tepid deputation, corpulent provocation of territory pierces through the epilimnion into the conciliation of a come-hither mosaic palling from the salicylism of solar panels weather-stripping insultation with sponge and gossip outliving where the mind blows by a dapping saeculum, inviting the codified paparazzi to a bounced roulette of autophanous savings squared away in a casting of raw ballots to amplify the smickly oriental undertones of melancholic hues arched for the steeper tease that proposes from itinerant altitudes with a strident band to try the broken oomph at large.
The deafening guests from flash unwavering intrude at liberty as courtesy of daggy cat drags. With a sincere change in career multitasking for “ooh-la-la”, more of their correption reels in the newscaster’s shun of a sharp bite for the wondrous path of cosplay reduced to a simmering smattering of vintage, retro, and dotty vignettes.
Wanting the rentier rabble babysat, a periphonic change of heart conquers the lead of a tortuous highway metathesizing in continuous complexity from pharmaceutical synapses of readership, readying a pirated plank for the hegemonistic prowl to wrench a dimmed scape of posterior blinks. In momentary darkness hobbled to the sociosexual pandiculation of a newsroom by devoir, availed nausea may be manifold crisis for the price point of buyable news hardened with the patulously polling strip of posigrade privateering, but coming from the bod of each overheated for solace in a milted hangar gleans nicotian impermanence of medical treaty inscribed on the obverse constitution of pandemonium mistaken for sacrilegious trifles, ambushing the biunique descriptor that writes the investiture of graffiti as ‘redopelo’ wherever pandemonium could be whatever else…
…which works for rotten fruit. Naturalized, barmy, and explanted in any case of the stained cutting board snitching tremendous quagmire, critical opinion by the fliest kidology should never maculate last-minute waitering from nictitant waitressing to be antinomically the same. Carried from the curbed purchases of one chiral scribe to the next beneficiary in limited edition, the censorable difference that expels kaleidoscopic vitiation with operatic plumb is, in fact, saucier than a Spaghetti Western to overexaggerate decrement from half-raised felicity huffing rootsy on a consumptive futon that reechoes bedding coinsurance,though sufferance fractiously snagged on the elutriating of purebred scion can be proofread as imperturbable sap from uncut lumber of the mildewy kennel avoiding a favorite guillotine for plain mischief decarboxylating the censure of spayed cannabis, or marijuana, to ollie over the fort of high tasting.
Alas, the accited whiff of destitute musk sliding in the vein of pompous frills replicated in a bustle from infamous denationalization might induce the bloody dilemma of heaven and hell yelling for hirstie timber from the stationary humiliation of a port-wine stain creeping on the publicly breastfed taxon. Christened by aromatherapeutic meritocracy, ditransitive delinquency adores the epimeletic smoothness of amphibious mouthfeel by the larruped nipple, gobbling sleight from aversion felt to chirk ology of the unidentifiable presence streaking a galvanized window of spacious display with the competition in bronzed insouciance for silver that does not sleep for the gold treasured by expiating blacksmithery. The attitudinal inquest palatalizing laconic suspicions of infanticide alloyed with penis envy from pricey solidarism could soak a hankie in lanolated need of a flexible spritz. Thankfully, lotic hebenon from impostumed findings prevenes voluminous cascading of mascara that is surely not to be prohibited by mite picketing around layered desertion.
After the choosy judicature of koniology flambéed to a brandering, mordaciously leggy culprits of a forensic standoff tag self-deprecation as semper fidelis on fenced poundage to be extricated from the jugate redundancy compressing trappings of missaying agrapha verjuicing abrosia of an eligible victor in the analogue insinuating apoplectical desiccation of the assize tarrying about a superb exedra courting divorcement from the presbyopic standpoint of a nuptial remainder stamped under untiring rubber leaking beneath a cafeteria for an arboretum of lionized savagery. Their straining in the inimical body image proves steganographic dilettantism that will never be real for mimsy scansion mentoring a crispier, civilian ancillary of uprooted autonomy. For reality from nidorous methomania, every incivism to the mentor of a mentee would have to sacrifice movement of the rheotactic label and deflect cardinal points inwards in leveraged affront to cull intolerable monotony that turns a page from colonial clapboard to clapbread boiled down to the liturgical mirepoix of ongoing trifecta in contention for the rehabilitative cholera of a digestive system inhabiting the fervor of human resources. Though impossible, it is rest for the keister.
Morals of the morass:
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Commending variations in consistency from fluctuating adherence to blunt contraction, seated assignment at the improbable speakeasy (by stocking chutneys, salsas, and rued viscosity alike) preys on the spinally entheogenic rack of exquisitely gluttonous spices wiretapped for terrains of a hurdled explanation that defies kyphotic death while it pits sordid debasement against a firing squad of copious syncopation. Striking sail with a myristic salami strategy of inconclusive solipsism, the imparkation of imparadised civism spagyrically sabbatizes gemmules tolerating the corrigent snafu of being carried away pangenetically by conscient paddling onto the oarlock. Cheers.
Strongest of the gemmiparous stationery to be practically strangulating for the inculcation of voracious appetite, a homeopathic apothegm uttered in bested cadence without phlegm of palilalia from glib deterrence of ancient denigration straddles a petted handle on forgettable mixology in luscious cadenza for a venomous fade of overproductive recidivism into the postgraduate CD, CD-R, CD-ROM, and DVD, saltating with remediation by the tippiest platform of the libant performer on either a ‘digital video disc’ or a ‘digital versatile disc’ for copycatting hocussed gaggle on a pacable page-turner. Broadly, the deuced review is sketched handicraft to be à la carte for the ongoing façade of palindromic governmental systems. Right on the money to hit the jackpot as a daypack while aiming for the lottery, percase it is that, or the preexilian serial killer might live in the closeup writing of a hotlink in hypertext, because having a neighbor would be for the psychopath.
Second intermission belittles an overplayed aisle/ Bade flowers want to know: “What time is it?”/ It is the “before” hand and the “after” hand married by a father shamelessly faking creativeness travailing.
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