Cigarettes Lit to Survive. The Settle and Seethe

And make it indelibly i.n.c.r.e.d.i.b.l.e for these silver-tongued reprobates – meticulously mast******** into their heavy-steady bowls of “Give me some-MORE!” Endlessly abhorrent little punch-drunk, repeat-offending pariahs, INDEED… but “why??” weren’t we all

diluted inside-of-the-outsides of our abstrACT, highly =un=ATTRACTIVE selves… “again AND anyway!!” It’s about as pitch-perfectly aforementioned punchDRunk ((AS A REDRABBIT REDUNDANT, distanced-at-first SKUNK)) and she REALly cannot pARTicularly partake CEASELESSLY… … anyway

in her very own home__ BLOWN game of “get them back to the mother******* middleCENTRE of masterpiece, pl=EASE!!”

METICULOUSLY!!! We haven’t even started to begin at necking fine bottles of undiluted dry=G!!!!!!!N yet-AGA!!!!!!N, AND FOR=never SET TO s!!!!!!!nnnnnnnnnnnn

Like these afore-SAID repeat-offending re(PRO)bates WITH BEER GLASSES FOR LEGS… .”