bugsy siegel- bull weivl
by greypharoahs
bugsy siegel was a bull wievel. no he wasn't! he was a urny-uny man man tookie tookie boasting bread eating butterstrocket.
there's something going on with the STROCKET, said senor frog as he ate himself. too late there a portal goes yingyang onion face down in the muck. there are four troopers here and seven of them ate bugs. no we ate WAGYU BEEF that cow meat. basted in the tootsie bread. we made marmalade and daughters up.
don't carefully demonstrate unless you mean, really mean it. careful putting that to pasture, your minnows aren't "LEWD" enough.
well, we were careful but not unstupid. in those days the sun set on heather's breasts near the sand around 1AM. the honey was warm in my mouth. old bay seasoned crabs got shmacked around on wood planks. the little mallats they gave us reminded me of a judge's gavel when they awarded 20 million in my favor. gold debloons later, a red biniki later, we watched ancient films on drugstore cowboy boots and learned to surf (the internet).
bod-bod comes over with his laser eyes an wants to feed me trinagles. i only eat powerloops and infinities, thanks though. your cum cookies looked appetizing in the window, but up close? crusty. not a clown. a yarn machine that spins up and makes carpets.
too carpet! too careful! the carpet-carful-kobold knows the nectarine "daughters" where they fold the seam twice on tuesday.
don't fold it three times fold it twice. then we flew to austria and ate the OG caramellos with coffee.
there's iceland in this tea, i said. it was whiteout blowing snow out. i'm going "out" i said but nobody knew where "out" was. they knew my car was cool. it was groovy and also, "oh hey wow!" and all that stuff. well magic the gathering hasn't been cool for about 20 years, people still play it, but i figure let's play the real version by doing real magic and manifesting anything in life. that's a very cool game plus you can help people.
