I heard Bill Shatner co-hosted The Wake Up Show with a migraine. Step lightly; crushed eggshells litter the ceiling of the cathedral. An old orange octopus ovulates over oiled up obstitrictian obstructions while eating orders of olives. Dynamic hornswagglers painted blueprints on my pinky ring. Shit was marvelous in the lobby. Twist that carpet fiber, son...
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