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this is lovely

Posted to Utterances




I love it, tree branches, wistling with coffee grinds packed into your cheeks like a tropical squirel, crazy, foaming with intense zannie over the top actions, looking in remote corners for weird shit that everyone has forgoten about so you can stick it in you mouth to be nutty and funny; I've seen that rusty cocking gun, and all the cock is dried and flakey on the outside but still rubbery on the inside and the smell, like some grade of varnish or another, and there it is in your mouth, then you and everyone else stand up and burst into musical routine, belting chorus verse in time and dancing to neat step



this is lovely

Posted to Utterances




I love it, tree branches, wistling with coffee grinds packed into your cheeks like a tropical squirel, crazy, foaming with intense zannie over the top actions, looking in remote corners for weird shit that everyone has forgoten about so you can stick it in you mouth to be nutty and funny; I've seen that rusty cocking gun, and all the cock is dried and flakey on the outside but still rubbery on the inside and the smell, like some grade of varnish or another, and there it is in your mouth, then you and everyone else stand up and burst into musical routine, belting chorus verse in time and dancing to neat step