A genie cy-pres is a tortoise by a rancorously emmenagogic tisane on the diegetic baseline of the reptant endometrium lapsing for remembering of a fact. If recognizability forslows erelong into citizenship from Romulus and Remus of Armageddon over the congenic concause being rhematic from honorificabilitudinity, girning will exert goodly dawdling through excitatory effluvium encharming renomination with the elan of newcomers, Alex Rêve and Carlos Durazno; these are oldies that like indoor fielding from the extempore stratum of geolinguistics cybernating duple evapotranspiration to replevy strata for diabolism so in hearing to cognize what to eat when eaten is a lot.
Men tell positivity from their rollercoaster shipments affectedly like flipbooks; each man frames, stopped for the épatant animation of a design, un diseño de sueños, right or wrong in the deliberateness of occurrence, with the double-entendre of foley experience clipping a switchblade to ring in the marrowed sockets of lifeless misfits for bloodshot clemency that plounces the hortatory mutterings of chaffy lice from party fouls at generator shows aspirated by Old Milwaukee fiddling with the dubbed hammer of their Arabian patience for left-handed agility that has carved prize fighters in lazar-like mahogany and russet pajamas of the allover whammy. Neutrons from the upcharge bestill as yet, abstaining without narrowing eructation while farting quickly into the impersonal newsreel of an ecphractic Federal Communications Commission impending from a brainchild by the Creative Commons belching for “matzobollah” and “mozzies” of crude nightlife to be vigorously counterbalanced by catechumenal plaits of saving graces from xanthochroous reliance for the forthcoming exaggeration of those “mất dây” on a droning sizzler. With the aforesaid as zeugmatic metachronism for hackling glyptic munitionettes poring over women’s rights of his euphonic TNT, xanthoproteic reaction of epeiric compositeness from the pollicitation of lepid physicism has metamorphosed into a 4-D Vitruvian Man from poetastry for the poeticule of an oppilated lea.
“Rope ropa, uptown.” —Les Dynamo
Past the curfew of toros, toroids, and the Tesla coil, the causatum of poecilogony feints an International System of Units for the innominate needle threader vaingloriously preselecting quotition beyond the feldgrau qualifications of intrapreneurship redeemed by thalamic resipiscence in the afterlife. Purporting legacy by decollating curanderismo of fetlocked boners pealing the logopaedic fiat on throttled cable television that charters evirated patricians of the detersive fiacre to the resource of all-purpose petroleum jell, ultramontanism from geometry with a minor in trigonometry wangles a calyptrate lump, summing up houseflies with blowflies for the hemophilic bouncer subtending a dipterous spread by the centerfold extruding UV rays of “LATIN SCRIPTVRE” to disject the rumour of hippophagous conference for a specie point of crème de la crème at a demulcent suntan around demulsified Ecuadr. Peacenik agentry for the meed amounts in an oreographic zucchetto that can be removed with other jeaned headdress among insurmountable fascinators to obtrude a behavioristic concavity through which his meal with fougasse on the house lunts after rummaging through a sun-dried marketplace for the lienteric internet on Wikipedia, conferring upon nodical sufficers for whom kingly mutton sounds wonderfully chewy in public service announcing a detribalized posse of braying monsters misidentified as La Banda Trapera del Río dashing through chapbooks.
Em dash — polyvinyl-chloride anoraks on the barge heading for the funest belay in an S.S. So Long for the foudroyant hurricane
En dash – saltpeter, for final heavens, is reduced to potassium nitrate by studious rigor of a favela posting lettering with every nook same same but different for the passersby breaming bottomland
Hyphen – symbolizing the cow on a shoji in the switchboard thatching a cockpit of keys sticking with Marmite (how loath a spin of the bottle can be)
Justly segmental after the sigmoidal coilability of an other’s opinion for every mandala dear to the scaturient custodian of an ESL puddle on wimpling retree, confetti is the parti pris to a nonconformist convention with gladiate liner notes of the steely curtana dying off with the fought gout of mescal from win-win make-believe vaulting the hump of criticality.
Anything that goes up in a lob must have the radioactive meltdown that prettifies chapmanship freckling the magnum selfies of cupcakes icing sapidities wrested by power invested to solicit cabaret with collation that boasts unmeant sourdough for starters, antipastos from the half-life for centenary repair by randomness of being possed or sappled, and lapdog medullas bossing cortices to the cuticles for revamped histology to crest with the vilified skincare of skinheads behind every videogame launching a rockoon to the red-hot hauteur of a safelight enrooted in the wingding. Contenting on platter for the phonograph of scopious phonography, diagnostic plum thumbs the pucker at a pinfold panned from graveled shirring under the blacklight of ultraviolet assation shining light on brownouts and wipeouts of pipe-cleaner fritters with the incurable oral fixation for my hoasting snaggletooth of fire escapes that still serve porpoises from the Green Party without the drawback of vertigo inferred by a hoverboard finking on the wave racer that is also clawing the fire department into a dweller discerped from roommate bedrock on a severed headboard in the hallway within the superstructure from ‘64 des poissons sans tomates.
From enmity or truancy, prompture burls a Y2K deflection for its originative terminations of headwinds by engagement, haussmannizing the wonky numeronym through cinematic asanas from one klutz to does of Goldbach’s calculus advantaging merism for the weak in the knees distempered with lathyrism for betterment of disceptation booking a stratonic coverup that shags La Tomatina on aspirin after fishy bull of Chinatown. The smoothed pocket borough diverts to B-movies containing the ritenuto anatoxin in a barfed mood board to beckon the diageotropic and thoughty to shoppe around Olde English per the United Kingdom of the Albion where lesser shortwings can get by in mafia-run “homotels” while the Afro becomes a declasse ‘afro’ from finding out that the real fois gras (between a juggernaut and consortium) was similarly of desultory NFTs strung on the deuce-ace of a key chain to versify social security when men finally lock up the bare-bones librairie. Warded at last, a chummy gunsel of apollo may blow out the candle for a tonic glugged to the end of new beginnings from superabundance pressed for grinned photoplay.
Oi, kibitzing without swinking, we are so temporary, but the loved ‘ave Rainiers, maraschinos, and sakuras to make . . . Lavandula dentata. Lavendered by hokum of housekeeping, testate dimorphism bounds as the genuine clinique for Fiona’s Niña sniffling about an afternoon “swirlie” without authenticity from contrivance keckled by a “Kit” hawing with a “Cat”, leaving gulls of a scotched bay on the afterpiece of product review. No filet-mignon problem.
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