Desperating placidity. How
coming to obesity and no one
said a thing; backdoor, sweaty
palms for liberty. Look, we
can do this in small parts.
Just for the whack at piece, I would
sully the rush with my surname,
bear the ineptitude of copy-cat
Aaron Sorkins with their kysh,
kysh, kysh of blown out audio.
"All of life has been preparatory,"
for depressing things to happen.
