I thoroughly pray and seek for whichever one of the many causes my eyes have cried for, for a while, while not having to really do as described at all oh at all, as there is altogether an insufficient amount of reasons for such activities of mine and that my dear spook is exclusive. One cause. One with a temptingly...
To whom?
It has truthfully been a rather overpiling quantity of time units passed since our previous fictional encounter. Bars! Allegro slowly transforming into adagio as I'm lastly punching the putrid wall - with my forehead, counting, but never to four, never to four. Fear, concealing too much of our interiors, vivid red walls. Watch out for the Death and...
Please, do apologize the dreadful noise making a truly unpleasent company to the gloaming dusk. Oh let me tell there hasn't been a day I wouldn't reproach and adress the squeaky and little icky, scattered and ever present, strident above keen, and above all earcrushing timbre, ever since it arrived. I may have asked the plumber for help, though if...
Greetings, there is not much time floating around for me to grasp it, therefore I shalln't spend any more instant doing these nonsenses and move on to the unprecedented necessity my fellow plough-boys were dependent on the whole century of history, with every stride they took they wrote the chronicles of what we saw and what our pool souls...
Bet your ten ounces of Urzikstan beef there shall appear more delicatessen on the willowy sallowy desk the precious bit of yours will be fed at! I'll be there with bells on my darling. A party so fericious you may very well rather stay at home you timid faint-hearted marmots! Bring home the bacon for yours adored wife and...
Oh my appetite is gone and long forgotten, for there is no subject to be yummy about anymore! Oh my dear croissants, my beloved twisted chocolate twists, after finding out about all these gruesome and horrendous, dreadful practices, all this precious time taking place directly behind my old man's, stooped and sore back, oh how it hurts when the...
Greetings to the snack I say, hello my twisted sweet freshly baked chocolate croissants. Intriques! Clutching our stomaches. Shall it be the subject of our newest venture? Yuck! No way! Now, let us gently move on and slide into the next thingie that might and may also very well not be bothering your dear wanderer's mind.
Oh what a splendid presentment of sunrise my precious self gets to observe at this rather bumpy and little grumpy moment. Can't help but conjure a smile on my wrinkled old man face. A truly enchanting experience I dare to say. The monstrous ablaze boulder known to mankind for longer than any other bread no matter how delicate it might...
I beg you my precious darlings, do not under no and none in a million circumstances wash up your filthy smutty in dirt shining dishes in one of thous modern day washing apparatus, device sent by the mighty bloodcurdling devil himself, an instrument which shalln't be used neither misused for the needs of mortal souls occupying the beige and tender...