“Do We Really Need To Say It Again(?!?)”

They maybe sprayed themselves in holy water for the seriously sinful saKe of Spitting inside of

“christAlMighty’s eYes.” She’s been bracing herself to dance bRaZenLy while he’s

Been borrowing the tornado inside of his blue-chip brain. They’ve even… sat in tip top form on top of a clapped out car..

And Paraded their NON~negotiable negligee to all and sundry. “It’s… a rocking+great+time in here

And she feels like she hasn’t felt a thousand times before: we do love and adore” —>> her generalised state of fixated anXiEtY actually. And they shall

All of them… do this thing with their wIts stILL.. pending: sending themselves UP. To the Nth. Degree. Of unofficial

Comedic Delirium.