Sunday, 28 March 2010
Without paitence within the patents guide
So if you go down to the woods you'll get aching loins and a wanderlust for a bears perspective. Tranq barbed or opiate picnics, like a victorian English Roses concubine might carry like a Yogi. but id prefer that dog girl, like a female Molgi, but Baloo'd shit a brick on a ropeswing, like a Gorrilla, onto your face or probably just all over himself beacause he forgets hes a bear like an elephant being dead lifted by a 5 year old.
The naked tree lady prostrates at the sausage famers eye level. Wouldnt it be funny if you painted your vagina like a clown so it'd be like your fucking a clown in the mouth?. Sometimes these things should stay in the privacy of your bedroom, the toilet of an abnormal basment bar, or even better in the woods, like a jazz bear with a detachable penis flute.
Its all storms now, bang on the mac like a damp stevie nicks. Do some inverted facial regognization and feel all warm and fuzzy inside your cave of the ladys.
Rightso (less is more) seriously now. Again.. if this weekend improoves weatherwize. I have eastersunday booked up but if saturday or bankholiday monday looks good then there's the plan to campout like carefree teenagers again.
Greg Falski
Chris Delia
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