“Their Award Called Catastrophe – and With Candy-striped Windscreens for Animated Eyelids”

What if –downright damn-right– we CREATED CRAved-YET-AGAIN CreAtIOn and stood with our tantali(ZZZ)ed hands all – comfortably ‘paralysed’ and DELICIOUSLY dang(LED).. “and our Rhododendron minds managing to NOT mind even FOR A MERE-eager MILLISECOND -actually- j(US)t how ******* far———–>reaching we’ve had to send our rented-out selves for the HELLISHLY HeCtIc sake

Of everyone else??” And if it is highly unlikely then -TO US and each-of-anyone-else AND EVERYBODY as-well- they’ll REALLY have to have been instantaneously in(SIN)uating just such an outrageously unforgiving thing! Anyway.. “how’s about that for PITCHPERFECT ATTITUDEtechnique AND meticulously MAN-handled at that

By that PEDESTRIANISED man with candy-striped windscreens for shutter-speed eyelids, pl(EASE)?” Is he really –WELL AND TRULY (both maniacally SURELY)– an over-EMBELLISHED vERsIOn OF an interspersed person?!

Probably (NOT), but we can’t really appear to piss on his rain-soaked parade these days, as he’s about to set fire anyway — to their aforesaid tickertape desires