The story continues...

-> Cheese 2.

Elbows and bitches,
Were all to be found,
As they dragged all the piss,
Around on the cold ground.

Yet the eye of the pie,
Must lie in the sky,
Lest we all must fry?
I pulled out your pan fried scallops.

Morning came, under and over the forks.
Feeling tendrils of moss penetrating the socket.

Climbing the yellow crane was the greatest feat of any pocket yet, and until jesus our lord comes to judge us, I will leave my hand on your brain, as it feels warm and comforting.

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because this is the random club
we own this seriuss business

a litter of pine cones await, he turns his back to the door, the jelly slowly starts to drip from his funnybone "thanks for fav" ressonates from the collective rectum

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because this is the random club
we own this seriuss business

thnx again!

thnx for all the favs man! really appreciate it!

thank you again hun for the fave

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Thanks for watching my gallery, Matt!

Thanks for the favs and the watch!!!!

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Thanks for the +fav and the devwatch. Glad you enjoyed the gallery