Hey babies, towel, hog hog towel with jam band ma'am. Get up on the roof. Inside. Inside. Dog dial rough stuff to mantis panties. Jump, jump, jump. No eggs.
Muff unit stank a doughnut for peace triple. Bulk popping? Yeah I pop a bulk. Pop that bulk on Dixie time. Should a cape ding a bunk for real? For real. Serpent moves into monkey moves. We got this, wizard bro.
It is insane these tucked babies. So tucked. So babies.
Sly gambino eggs a nook. Princess Porker ducks. She ducks. He ducks. Great.
Fart moves. More fart moves. Another serpent move.
Upside down letter M.
Garbage mom dines in style. Hello Tiesto, thanks for dog dial.
Babies tucked in a towel. Jump, jump, jump. My head is a baby.
Open a door go inside an egg. Hog hog egg babies. Sun J J J forward.
Grampcias. Helicopter moves.
As the 19th century diver approaches a giant clam, a flash of brilliant golden light flares from within the shell. I emerge in a swirl of bubbles and do the timeless universal underwater hand signals for the following: ZODIAC KILLER, KKK, BLOOD OF YOUTH
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