They were feeling a whole lotta dutiful discomfort this particular time, they’ve been bone-dry happy this time and ending flipSAKE(!!) sentences for the sake of
The sight of yet another perfectly ‘perturbed’ person. Shame on him for having had the utter aUdAcItY to upend their whole
Ahem, SensationalSHIP(!) “Soon as someone ELSE came back to believing that WAS precisely when.. we
Acted EAGLEeyed with TOTALregards to their UTTER professional enthusiasm… “it’s difficult to apprehend these impressionable-at-times people.” If they’ve been anything then they’ve been tRiGgEreD to the effingHELLpoint of presumed-to’ve-been
Bliss-filled Misinterpretation: at least in SOMEone else’S blue-collar-chip eyeLINE. “Why were WE even… flirting with distaste when, Ahem.. THIS TASTE for relatively suggested defeat really is
All that they needRIGHT NOW.” Needling their way back-to-behemoth isn’t anything which anyone else can EVER feel, noR sHape themselves to have s-e-e-n.” Truth sPEAKing, they peaked when we were sleeping
