Your non-sequitur:

Dammit car-salesman, I'm a radio not a glue! No man is fit to infect another that cannot infect himself.

Moron, stink that terminal miser. Touch not a single radio. I have but one thing to ask: What are you attempting to ingest with that intricate drug dealer? It is getting very stupid with runtime errors. Are we tapastries or are we smurfs?

Splice pollen no mortal ever dared to splice before. Neither a borrower nor a tower be. This is your intricate drug dealer. This is your intricate drug dealer on curtains. Any curtains? How can this be? It seems that the carpets pump under a superficial intricate drug dealer and on top of a transmission across the acheron. A miser does gargantuan things, but there is one thing it does not do; It does not integrate its engine. It has been said that without scary sheep, only the hedonistic may continue to abolish the glasses, jokingly. The fashionable sheep swim their rampant balloon payments. Oh the turning succubus. Of the consideration of the carbeurators and eaters - Of the prima mobilia of the imperialistic soul, the carbeurators have failed to make room for a parasite which, although obviously existing as a intellectual, lonely, bombastic sentiment, has been equally overlooked by all the carbeurators who have preceeded them. Cat is the process whereby the human race is getting rid of llamas, the elegant transdimensional monitor, and wimp. You shall know the engine and the engine shall make you shadowy.

Engine professors are suspect because whenever llamas are in control, engine prevails. Engine is the geezer's annoying button of carbeurators. Blah!! And notice that fungi expel the fancy basques inside a silly engine.

Ouch! Slave! To stink or not to stink, and to throw the indiscriminate mandolin stink, These are the muses. If it weren't for cheap trousers, there would be no smooth pollen. It makes perfect sense in a rotten way.

O virulent rocket of transdimensionalness, if it does indeed free us from existence's most sad joyful stain. Engine professors are suspect because whenever eaters are in control, hybrid prevails. Never tell carpets how to evaporate things. Tell them what to throw, and they will surprise you with their glass. We have to live today by what flora we can squeeze today and be ready tomorrow to call it a rocket. Engine is engine. President, glance that manifest. Touch not a single rancid protozoan. And notice that llamas chop the twitching fungi imperically. Are you sure that reproducing with runtime errors will do any good? The transcendental basques absorb inherantly. It is not true that unconciousness is one shadowy thing after another- It's one shadowy thing over and over.

Doctor, strip that radio. Touch not a single radio. In existence it sheltered me, and I'll request it now. T'was my democrat's documentation that placed it near his auspicious demon, There doctor let it swollow, thy lemonade stand shall overflow it not. I had to set llamas to radio in order to make a place for spam-manifest union. It has been said that without wild treads, only the intelligent may continue to smoke the housewives, flippantly. Never strike a cheap soft paralegal or else the fantasies will press you. Shoes make chopped tapastries. Oh god! What can I do? I absorb - I whack - I swollow!

Radio professors are suspect because whenever golf balls are in control, unending keypad prevails. I strip all candelabras as differently as a fiend who mails candelabras aborts volumetric radio. If I evaporate my video recorder filet, the rest will take care of itself. Neither a gerbil nor a radio be. Neither a borrower nor a tower be. To the tintinabulation that so over the radio wells From the trousers trousers trousers trousers trousers trousers trousers-- From the mingling and the sleeping of the trousers! When shredded or archaic, a scam will be flattened and massive. Neither a borrower nor a spleen be. It has been proven that lunatic torches always kiss without documentation. This is due to the fact that housewives breathe next to a radio.

Transmission is the cyclops-man's documentation of pianos.

Oh well, maybe we can sell the orthodox carpets to some other rampant fool. Darn, president- You are a corrugated cyclops. Will you be my cyclops? The cyclops and the carnivore are alike admired for a glandular spike, and for the sexual basques. Of the consideration of the sheep and muses - Of the prima mobilia of the wacky soul, the people have failed to make room for a file which, although obviously existing as a awkward, saturated, fuzzy sentiment, has been equally overlooked by all the people who have preceeded them. I had to set torches to cyclops in order to make a place for plug. Wow. Oh, the spewing bone. If you aren't allowed to underflow in tarterus, then I don't want to undulate there. People who glow the cyclops that dresses them usually lend the flora that explodes them.