When we watched havoc run and wreak and tweak everything else HappEnInG ANYWAY. When we went and sprinted insideOUT(!!) {{again}} of OFFICIALLY wired-right EyeS. “She’s letting herself in on the secretive delay within
Their lives and minds right-NOW.” We’ve EVEN left it all at the table and ADDED !N TEN-THOUSAND MORRRRRE OF THE SAME tilted TaBlEs to the MERRIER little Mix: “because we can sooth our aforesaid minds and delight-FILL our WHOLE-WIDE-SELVES yet-AGAIN… … into this stifling, actually, StaTe of officially inundated
Aforesaid delay!” Where’s the rather, Shall We Say, run-amok rhyme and where THE HELL’S the ******* ticker-tape-of-time When All We ever Really needed to do was to see theEND… out as far as its confiscated CONclusion CAN “GOOOOOOO!!!!”
and at purely-both-surely DELIGHT-fuelled pace, “please.” Make it lick its OWN wound-UP wounds-of-worth oh, so good-gawd-golden —— and off of the IMMEDIATELY INTERVENING faces of these
Irreplaceable people of PROnounced as, AhEM, proficient insufficiency, indeed. “We didn’t really do {any of} this {stuff} for mereEAGER fun
But for the newfound LEVELS OF FAR-reaching ———-> AND OUTLANDISHLY impactful fun living undeniably inside of irreparably beautiful eyes.
