At least my media wife is old enough to buy me a bar. Ok it hurt her headache. I'll think for her on this assignment. We made a killing, so rich. Our dream so dead, a kis? I will pray to Hel(p), that she never gets bored of the nursing home. Something l found with health. A delectable art. Did you get a bad edit again? Ok I founded Call Edge just to meet her-u. I'm just the good will janitor hunting for accreditation. Ok, it's official, $40'000 a year. Can you be the dean? I really want to work on my novel. It's French like fries.
You are tough and so are my compliments. I know the house is architecturally inadequate for your sophisticated Euro somewhere taste, but we can always remodel and make it look good. Do we need to turn it into another temple? No way am I going to lay on my back all day like a bum and paint a fresco. I'll be at the Café next door with the blueprints and think about what we will include in the time capsule. Time?
You cracked my passcode love, keep my art story till you are confused. It's a dirty love, just the way you like it. Y2K. Replacements on the ashtray floors. Don't drink too much or you will get sick. It's an extensive exhibit. I pay for it's upkeep and preservation with electrons. Practical and adept, at your service. Hot and unromantic. I'm glad you are just crazy about me instead, it makes me think about what gift I should get you for the holiday, breakfast? A cute waitress. I'm teasing you of course. Pray and beg, got it.
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