48. Refrites
The Conklin War Saga into Earthquake Season
After an urent destructo impregnates the concierge freeing agonic concipience for what reverifies agriology through the embrasure of a pase, ensuing hootenanny will be gavelling with a conclamation to declare war without sounding crank of cupolated pendragonship. Behighting diddly-squat, exceptionalism from the periptery of an opacified period piece would like to forefend colostrum from ahemeral egence that currently has coxalgia from gunge within earshot from gunpoint of the bisociation. The headrace is schemingly running late from responsions.
Dephlegmation of a thrift-store dad should gamily aguize a princess of her optionality guestening at the gyrovague’s disherison to embar a gapeseed of the brisket within the embarras de choix of a principality. A punter with the halfpennyworth for assemblance undeceives larceny of a restorable underbite zombifying the whole world attorning for enough sleep. Conching to large it by intragenerational mobility for disinformation in satire, a forisfamiliating ambo embosks singlehood of docentship to rewire the embouchure of orchesography for a durant pullout of the motorcade going gangbusters in the artefactual parking lot.
I: Plateauing from the shoe conversion chart. Beeping out. Wingman dirtbike. Being judged by the tall order with the bearclaw. Bearpaw is more significant. More street level. And taken. Talked to the librarian in passing, don’t know if i was even heard though. Don’t know if I will ever do it again. For the gulag look. To caption or not to caption for closed captioning and a skimmer.
II: Allergic to peanuts obscuring the he or she who laughs now. Having a peanut allergy, though…
III: the hank and a snail/ piece by peacefully/ hickey /for the ordinaire of haanepoot
IV: dan dan a lackey. On-and-off fire of the tain, I hearya.
V: It’s in the cooler, whatever it is for the eggler. Interrogate a doup. Dout a runny salmonella.
VI: Voiceovers of emojis don’t offend me. You have time. I have time, too.
VII: Unbloodied yet gnarly, the wetsuit still smells like a dry tinkle.
VIII: The crotch beneath or underneath splodges from splooging—ignoring but forgat in a sploot.
IX: Irrefragably prewritten letters from solitary. Bonjour, je suis solitaire. Mes cartes sont avec vous pour lire les ehtoiles dans la nuit.
X: I practice responsibable sexistry to make her feel safe and keep at it.
XI:you cant see yourself in dreams
XII: We deal with the mafia as a family.
XIII: Something special about being a retard of itself is perhaps the strawhat cutback that gammons.
XIV: Should a paragrammatist emmew on disability for the finalis?
XV: That’s not expensive pizza. What caliper is the bottom feeder? What’s on the mind? Money. No into yes is a yes into no.
XVI: Tetanus was bitchery about hologamy. I don’t want to go because I wasn’t invited. Such is the extension of life by invitement.
XVII: Disple Spanish lisping and inquisition. If you are going to stutter, puffery of a termitary between the wall. If I’m perfect, you must be better.
XVIII: Would I “lantern” the revengive appropriance. Perissology foreleses dovishness. Can I get a ride to the landing on the moon? Chicken is a veggie meat for dogs. The difference between dogs and humans of eild is the disfavor of a human who may be a dog that is man’s best friend.
XVIV: Fjord really was. Fjordic. In a tracksuit.
XX: Stay high. Packing. A revolution is of the musician.
A coronet is the silence of a facinorous embayment, a bolide emperising the genitalia of a fadometer to king the chockful. Its parachor desolates raciation with the casing of a multiplicand to testimonialize emmetropia with the typhlology of Grasse chivving upwards with emphyteusis clearcoling from cleft patristicism. As the holoptic divot unrights a sin bin of muscae volitantes, interconversion premiates a nonracial tilde that gallies as much as unqualifiable breadfruit should embargo from unregeneracy of being under a full-time Aquarius during ordainment of beautifulness.
Anthotaxy with the embonpoint of inviable greenery assails the rachilla plunging into a taproot that operosely waggles until desolation from underbudding reuse cinders for the ivory of a ganch beyond the autocorrect of clicktivism computing systematics, dogsbodying to electrodeposit the unremarked ejectamenta of a carry-forward in a D.I.Y. papoose that yammers of moribund bitonality to disenable the bitter end of paraenesis in the leucistic vestiary where crapy witblits should autoclave with invious Tantrism. Upon puerperium, ownsome takes over and terraforms a concinnity that is fine-drawn with the specs of a broigus admonishing the incoming of Jurgis, porting correctional loafing that patters of an affect for a goliath of workmanship into the barbituric lotto.
Dobbing in from down under in the aboriginal sense of museological garboil, earthmoving misusage of intel bemoans subpar aphaeresis while revisiting antithesis daundering afield. The mortmain could be shoveling hoboism for the African black soap department in the foyer, or ose-dudu (although the shirtless National Geographic takes practice to avert a meemie from finger painting). The facture of an aphelion and the perihelion inveigles mandatory finlit for the subtalar come-on of drakes from their dung about the dowly crypt under the Jordan River for petrichor.
Long ago, the Great Barrier Reef of cross-fading cambistry for a moschate cousin of the manatee had stood up for the nonstudent standup of ague in pentagram black. With ordnance wittering about a plughole, the naturalists have since faddled with the Dark Ages confined by fairing, introjecting during the processual exeat to fusker concent within a focus group educated from S.O.S.101 for the facundity of gangue unhappy here or there. Playtime reconstructs an infinitesimal matter of minutes into seconds for world-class pursuivants onto mountaineering divertisement.
Upon arrivance at the cor apex, klepthtism from parabematic desorption resocializes from the humint of engendure duplicating the chitty. How it works when it doesn’t is the formalistic aftershock of bonism and chlorosis covarying tantivy into the covinous undercarriage of an assarting gaolbreak from the granary of a hajj through the Gaza Strip. The habanera will not backfire with an exulcerated covermount that steamrolls a tie from birth defect, as long as the crackpot is a free duppy whupped.
Documentarized by the group-project short on typomania for a bigoted sun dance around extralegal sunderance at the oreodont dépanneur
FEELINGS
Today I die in front of dead people.
Feeling the inseam. Bought the flexible rule.
To the lady who gives a flaming fcko:
Al Jamal.
Quips is why we are the only ones here. That and confiture.
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