Three word story.

Two days ago, I ate something which tasted very gross and dirty. So I then shoved it in a black hole, but I didn't like what I was wearing so my clothes ran away and instead I took a shower, which I didn't really need but it looked quite good, especially when it turned around and smiled at me. That was pretty strange because the devil was indeed in love with himself and yet, he fell for my neighbors cat. Then I had a lobotomy, so I turned into my mothers worst mood and told the cleaner that she too has no feelings. What a pity it wasn't the socks I ate off Bowie's feet when I was with him backstage last lifetime. Well, I was a happy person because I only just finished fixing the stupid filing cabinet. George punched me in the eye making one pupil permanently dilated forever so I looked like i had gonorrhea. My ferret didn't really agree due to the blue suit. Later that day I found that the strange red voice in my hair was talking about used tampons. I then decided to get me out of my bed! But then I drew something awful on it! Can't you see ? So eat me! please... make love to that wool sweater, infact, go and do it now so i can touch myself while banging groupies in the backstage room, and it feels quite painful because the girl's are fucking aliens !!
Anyway, sometimes I feel like eating small children and pink monkey birds, busting out my eyes and control everybody, like the time when my mother came in and caught me playing with myself a sad song and eating the hard coconut shell...but not today. I thought then, something really fishy was going on inside my pocket I grabbed it and realized that this was a pineapple, but it was still breathing, this worried me and I wondered if i should make a burrito instead of a pinapple sandwich because its..ALIVE! I put it back in my pocket and ignored the prick of the big warm elephant who was running in reverse into that awesome mustang parked in a mansion owned by God. God didn't know until he poured me some strange red drops in a silly wierd box which smelled of glam and gasoline. If i am dreaming of ziggy's boots I would be talking in my paper boy but unfortunately I'm not.
I need some ice and a spoon full of sugar to make the first cut to your throat. You should have turned the blade, but you never

Two days ago, I ate something which tasted very gross and dirty. So I then shoved it in a black hole, but I didn't like what I was wearing so my clothes ran away and instead I took a shower, which I didn't really need but it looked quite good, especially when it turned around and smiled at me. That was pretty strange because the devil was indeed in love with himself and yet, he fell for my neighbors cat. Then I had a lobotomy, so I turned into my mothers worst mood and told the cleaner that she too has no feelings. What a pity it wasn't the socks I ate off Bowie's feet when I was with him backstage last lifetime. Well, I was a happy person because I only just finished fixing the stupid filing cabinet. George punched me in the eye making one pupil permanently dilated forever so I looked like i had gonorrhea. My ferret didn't really agree due to the blue suit. Later that day I found that the strange red voice in my hair was talking about used tampons. I then decided to get me out of my bed! But then I drew something awful on it! Can't you see ? So eat me! please... make love to that wool sweater, infact, go and do it now so i can touch myself while banging groupies in the backstage room, and it feels quite painful because the girl's are fucking aliens !!
Anyway, sometimes I feel like eating small children and pink monkey birds, busting out my eyes and control everybody, like the time when my mother came in and caught me playing with myself a sad song and eating the hard coconut shell...but not today. I thought then, something really fishy was going on inside my pocket I grabbed it and realized that this was a pineapple, but it was still breathing, this worried me and I wondered if i should make a burrito instead of a pinapple sandwich because its..ALIVE! I put it back in my pocket and ignored the prick of the big warm elephant who was running in reverse into that awesome mustang parked in a mansion owned by God. God didn't know until he poured me some strange red drops in a silly wierd box which smelled of glam and gasoline. If i am dreaming of ziggy's boots I would be talking in my paper boy but unfortunately I'm not.
I need some ice and a spoon full of sugar to make the first cut to your throat. You should have turned the blade, but you never had some lemingtons

Two days ago, I ate something which tasted very gross and dirty. So I then shoved it in a black hole, but I didn't like what I was wearing so my clothes ran away and instead I took a shower, which I didn't really need but it looked quite good, especially when it turned around and smiled at me. That was pretty strange because the devil was indeed in love with himself and yet, he fell for my neighbors cat. Then I had a lobotomy, so I turned into my mothers worst mood and told the cleaner that she too has no feelings. What a pity it wasn't the socks I ate off Bowie's feet when I was with him backstage last lifetime. Well, I was a happy person because I only just finished fixing the stupid filing cabinet. George punched me in the eye making one pupil permanently dilated forever so I looked like i had gonorrhea. My ferret didn't really agree due to the blue suit. Later that day I found that the strange red voice in my hair was talking about used tampons. I then decided to get me out of my bed! But then I drew something awful on it! Can't you see ? So eat me! please... make love to that wool sweater, infact, go and do it now so i can touch myself while banging groupies in the backstage room, and it feels quite painful because the girl's are fucking aliens !!
Anyway, sometimes I feel like eating small children and pink monkey birds, busting out my eyes and control everybody, like the time when my mother came in and caught me playing with myself a sad song and eating the hard coconut shell...but not today. I thought then, something really fishy was going on inside my pocket I grabbed it and realized that this was a pineapple, but it was still breathing, this worried me and I wondered if i should make a burrito instead of a pinapple sandwich because its..ALIVE! I put it back in my pocket and ignored the prick of the big warm elephant who was running in reverse into that awesome mustang parked in a mansion owned by God. God didn't know until he poured me some strange red drops in a silly wierd box which smelled of glam and gasoline. If i am dreaming of ziggy's boots I would be talking in my paper boy but unfortunately I'm not.
I need some ice and a spoon full of sugar to make the first cut to your throat. You should have turned the blade, but you never had some lemingtons to throw at

Two days ago, I ate something which tasted very gross and dirty. So I then shoved it in a black hole, but I didn't like what I was wearing so my clothes ran away and instead I took a shower, which I didn't really need but it looked quite good, especially when it turned around and smiled at me. That was pretty strange because the devil was indeed in love with himself and yet, he fell for my neighbors cat. Then I had a lobotomy, so I turned into my mothers worst mood and told the cleaner that she too has no feelings. What a pity it wasn't the socks I ate off Bowie's feet when I was with him backstage last lifetime. Well, I was a happy person because I only just finished fixing the stupid filing cabinet. George punched me in the eye making one pupil permanently dilated forever so I looked like i had gonorrhea. My ferret didn't really agree due to the blue suit. Later that day I found that the strange red voice in my hair was talking about used tampons. I then decided to get me out of my bed! But then I drew something awful on it! Can't you see ? So eat me! please... make love to that wool sweater, infact, go and do it now so i can touch myself while banging groupies in the backstage room, and it feels quite painful because the girl's are fucking aliens !!
Anyway, sometimes I feel like eating small children and pink monkey birds, busting out my eyes and control everybody, like the time when my mother came in and caught me playing with myself a sad song and eating the hard coconut shell...but not today. I thought then, something really fishy was going on inside my pocket I grabbed it and realized that this was a pineapple, but it was still breathing, this worried me and I wondered if i should make a burrito instead of a pinapple sandwich because its..ALIVE! I put it back in my pocket and ignored the prick of the big warm elephant who was running in reverse into that awesome mustang parked in a mansion owned by God. God didn't know until he poured me some strange red drops in a silly wierd box which smelled of glam and gasoline. If i am dreaming of ziggy's boots I would be talking in my paper boy but unfortunately I'm not.
I need some ice and a spoon full of sugar to make the first cut to your throat. You should have turned the blade, but you never had some lemingtons to throw at yahmum's chest hairs.

Two days ago, I ate something which tasted very gross and dirty. So I then shoved it in a black hole, but I didn't like what I was wearing so my clothes ran away and instead I took a shower, which I didn't really need but it looked quite good, especially when it turned around and smiled at me. That was pretty strange because the devil was indeed in love with himself and yet, he fell for my neighbors cat. Then I had a lobotomy, so I turned into my mothers worst mood and told the cleaner that she too has no feelings. What a pity it wasn't the socks I ate off Bowie's feet when I was with him backstage last lifetime. Well, I was a happy person because I only just finished fixing the stupid filing cabinet. George punched me in the eye making one pupil permanently dilated forever so I looked like i had gonorrhea. My ferret didn't really agree due to the blue suit. Later that day I found that the strange red voice in my hair was talking about used tampons. I then decided to get me out of my bed! But then I drew something awful on it! Can't you see ? So eat me! please... make love to that wool sweater, infact, go and do it now so i can touch myself while banging groupies in the backstage room, and it feels quite painful because the girl's are fucking aliens !!
Anyway, sometimes I feel like eating small children and pink monkey birds, busting out my eyes and control everybody, like the time when my mother came in and caught me playing with myself a sad song and eating the hard coconut shell...but not today. I thought then, something really fishy was going on inside my pocket I grabbed it and realized that this was a pineapple, but it was still breathing, this worried me and I wondered if i should make a burrito instead of a pinapple sandwich because its..ALIVE! I put it back in my pocket and ignored the prick of the big warm elephant who was running in reverse into that awesome mustang parked in a mansion owned by God. God didn't know until he poured me some strange red drops in a silly wierd box which smelled of glam and gasoline. If i am dreaming of ziggy's boots I would be talking in my paper boy but unfortunately I'm not.
I need some ice and a spoon full of sugar to make the first cut to your throat. You should have turned the blade, but you never had some lemingtons to throw at yahmum's chest hairs. So instead you

Two days ago, I ate something which tasted very gross and dirty. So I then shoved it in a black hole, but I didn't like what I was wearing so my clothes ran away and instead I took a shower, which I didn't really need but it looked quite good, especially when it turned around and smiled at me. That was pretty strange because the devil was indeed in love with himself and yet, he fell for my neighbors cat. Then I had a lobotomy, so I turned into my mothers worst mood and told the cleaner that she too has no feelings. What a pity it wasn't the socks I ate off Bowie's feet when I was with him backstage last lifetime. Well, I was a happy person because I only just finished fixing the stupid filing cabinet. George punched me in the eye making one pupil permanently dilated forever so I looked like i had gonorrhea. My ferret didn't really agree due to the blue suit. Later that day I found that the strange red voice in my hair was talking about used tampons. I then decided to get me out of my bed! But then I drew something awful on it! Can't you see ? So eat me! please... make love to that wool sweater, infact, go and do it now so i can touch myself while banging groupies in the backstage room, and it feels quite painful because the girl's are fucking aliens !!
Anyway, sometimes I feel like eating small children and pink monkey birds, busting out my eyes and control everybody, like the time when my mother came in and caught me playing with myself a sad song and eating the hard coconut shell...but not today. I thought then, something really fishy was going on inside my pocket I grabbed it and realized that this was a pineapple, but it was still breathing, this worried me and I wondered if i should make a burrito instead of a pinapple sandwich because its..ALIVE! I put it back in my pocket and ignored the prick of the big warm elephant who was running in reverse into that awesome mustang parked in a mansion owned by God. God didn't know until he poured me some strange red drops in a silly wierd box which smelled of glam and gasoline. If i am dreaming of ziggy's boots I would be talking in my paper boy but unfortunately I'm not.
I need some ice and a spoon full of sugar to make the first cut to your throat. You should have turned the blade, but you never had some lemingtons to throw at yahmum's chest hairs. So instead you licked Bowie's hair

Two days ago, I ate something which tasted very gross and dirty. So I then shoved it in a black hole, but I didn't like what I was wearing so my clothes ran away and instead I took a shower, which I didn't really need but it looked quite good, especially when it turned around and smiled at me. That was pretty strange because the devil was indeed in love with himself and yet, he fell for my neighbors cat. Then I had a lobotomy, so I turned into my mothers worst mood and told the cleaner that she too has no feelings. What a pity it wasn't the socks I ate off Bowie's feet when I was with him backstage last lifetime. Well, I was a happy person because I only just finished fixing the stupid filing cabinet. George punched me in the eye making one pupil permanently dilated forever so I looked like i had gonorrhea. My ferret didn't really agree due to the blue suit. Later that day I found that the strange red voice in my hair was talking about used tampons. I then decided to get me out of my bed! But then I drew something awful on it! Can't you see ? So eat me! please... make love to that wool sweater, infact, go and do it now so i can touch myself while banging groupies in the backstage room, and it feels quite painful because the girl's are fucking aliens !!
Anyway, sometimes I feel like eating small children and pink monkey birds, busting out my eyes and control everybody, like the time when my mother came in and caught me playing with myself a sad song and eating the hard coconut shell...but not today. I thought then, something really fishy was going on inside my pocket I grabbed it and realized that this was a pineapple, but it was still breathing, this worried me and I wondered if i should make a burrito instead of a pinapple sandwich because its..ALIVE! I put it back in my pocket and ignored the prick of the big warm elephant who was running in reverse into that awesome mustang parked in a mansion owned by God. God didn't know until he poured me some strange red drops in a silly wierd box which smelled of glam and gasoline. If i am dreaming of ziggy's boots I would be talking in my paper boy but unfortunately I'm not.
I need some ice and a spoon full of sugar to make the first cut to your throat. You should have turned the blade, but you never had some lemingtons to throw at yahmum's chest hairs. So instead you licked Bowie's hair which tasted like

Two days ago, I ate something which tasted very gross and dirty. So I then shoved it in a black hole, but I didn't like what I was wearing so my clothes ran away and instead I took a shower, which I didn't really need but it looked quite good, especially when it turned around and smiled at me. That was pretty strange because the devil was indeed in love with himself and yet, he fell for my neighbors cat. Then I had a lobotomy, so I turned into my mothers worst mood and told the cleaner that she too has no feelings. What a pity it wasn't the socks I ate off Bowie's feet when I was with him backstage last lifetime. Well, I was a happy person because I only just finished fixing the stupid filing cabinet. George punched me in the eye making one pupil permanently dilated forever so I looked like i had gonorrhea. My ferret didn't really agree due to the blue suit. Later that day I found that the strange red voice in my hair was talking about used tampons. I then decided to get me out of my bed! But then I drew something awful on it! Can't you see ? So eat me! please... make love to that wool sweater, infact, go and do it now so i can touch myself while banging groupies in the backstage room, and it feels quite painful because the girl's are fucking aliens !!
Anyway, sometimes I feel like eating small children and pink monkey birds, busting out my eyes and control everybody, like the time when my mother came in and caught me playing with myself a sad song and eating the hard coconut shell...but not today. I thought then, something really fishy was going on inside my pocket I grabbed it and realized that this was a pineapple, but it was still breathing, this worried me and I wondered if i should make a burrito instead of a pinapple sandwich because its..ALIVE! I put it back in my pocket and ignored the prick of the big warm elephant who was running in reverse into that awesome mustang parked in a mansion owned by God. God didn't know until he poured me some strange red drops in a silly wierd box which smelled of glam and gasoline. If i am dreaming of ziggy's boots I would be talking in my paper boy but unfortunately I'm not.
I need some ice and a spoon full of sugar to make the first cut to your throat. You should have turned the blade, but you never had some lemingtons to throw at yahmum's chest hairs. So instead you licked Bowie's hair which tasted like an orgasm because

Two days ago, I ate something which tasted very gross and dirty. So I then shoved it in a black hole, but I didn't like what I was wearing so my clothes ran away and instead I took a shower, which I didn't really need but it looked quite good, especially when it turned around and smiled at me. That was pretty strange because the devil was indeed in love with himself and yet, he fell for my neighbors cat. Then I had a lobotomy, so I turned into my mothers worst mood and told the cleaner that she too has no feelings. What a pity it wasn't the socks I ate off Bowie's feet when I was with him backstage last lifetime. Well, I was a happy person because I only just finished fixing the stupid filing cabinet. George punched me in the eye making one pupil permanently dilated forever so I looked like i had gonorrhea. My ferret didn't really agree due to the blue suit. Later that day I found that the strange red voice in my hair was talking about used tampons. I then decided to get me out of my bed! But then I drew something awful on it! Can't you see ? So eat me! please... make love to that wool sweater, infact, go and do it now so i can touch myself while banging groupies in the backstage room, and it feels quite painful because the girl's are fucking aliens !!
Anyway, sometimes I feel like eating small children and pink monkey birds, busting out my eyes and control everybody, like the time when my mother came in and caught me playing with myself a sad song and eating the hard coconut shell...but not today. I thought then, something really fishy was going on inside my pocket I grabbed it and realized that this was a pineapple, but it was still breathing, this worried me and I wondered if i should make a burrito instead of a pinapple sandwich because its..ALIVE! I put it back in my pocket and ignored the prick of the big warm elephant who was running in reverse into that awesome mustang parked in a mansion owned by God. God didn't know until he poured me some strange red drops in a silly wierd box which smelled of glam and gasoline. If i am dreaming of ziggy's boots I would be talking in my paper boy but unfortunately I'm not.
I need some ice and a spoon full of sugar to make the first cut to your throat. You should have turned the blade, but you never had some lemingtons to throw at yahmum's chest hairs. So instead you licked Bowie's hair which tasted like an orgasm because Bowie is orgasmic

Two days ago, I ate something which tasted very gross and dirty. So I then shoved it in a black hole, but I didn't like what I was wearing so my clothes ran away and instead I took a shower, which I didn't really need but it looked quite good, especially when it turned around and smiled at me. That was pretty strange because the devil was indeed in love with himself and yet, he fell for my neighbors cat. Then I had a lobotomy, so I turned into my mothers worst mood and told the cleaner that she too has no feelings. What a pity it wasn't the socks I ate off Bowie's feet when I was with him backstage last lifetime. Well, I was a happy person because I only just finished fixing the stupid filing cabinet. George punched me in the eye making one pupil permanently dilated forever so I looked like i had gonorrhea. My ferret didn't really agree due to the blue suit. Later that day I found that the strange red voice in my hair was talking about used tampons. I then decided to get me out of my bed! But then I drew something awful on it! Can't you see ? So eat me! please... make love to that wool sweater, infact, go and do it now so i can touch myself while banging groupies in the backstage room, and it feels quite painful because the girl's are fucking aliens !!
Anyway, sometimes I feel like eating small children and pink monkey birds, busting out my eyes and control everybody, like the time when my mother came in and caught me playing with myself a sad song and eating the hard coconut shell...but not today. I thought then, something really fishy was going on inside my pocket I grabbed it and realized that this was a pineapple, but it was still breathing, this worried me and I wondered if i should make a burrito instead of a pinapple sandwich because its..ALIVE! I put it back in my pocket and ignored the prick of the big warm elephant who was running in reverse into that awesome mustang parked in a mansion owned by God. God didn't know until he poured me some strange red drops in a silly wierd box which smelled of glam and gasoline. If i am dreaming of ziggy's boots I would be talking in my paper boy but unfortunately I'm not.
I need some ice and a spoon full of sugar to make the first cut to your throat. You should have turned the blade, but you never had some lemingtons to throw at yahmum's chest hairs. So instead you licked Bowie's hair which tasted like an orgasm because Bowie is orgasmic god of rock

Two days ago, I ate something which tasted very gross and dirty. So I then shoved it in a black hole, but I didn't like what I was wearing so my clothes ran away and instead I took a shower, which I didn't really need but it looked quite good, especially when it turned around and smiled at me. That was pretty strange because the devil was indeed in love with himself and yet, he fell for my neighbors cat. Then I had a lobotomy, so I turned into my mothers worst mood and told the cleaner that she too has no feelings. What a pity it wasn't the socks I ate off Bowie's feet when I was with him backstage last lifetime. Well, I was a happy person because I only just finished fixing the stupid filing cabinet. George punched me in the eye making one pupil permanently dilated forever so I looked like i had gonorrhea. My ferret didn't really agree due to the blue suit. Later that day I found that the strange red voice in my hair was talking about used tampons. I then decided to get me out of my bed! But then I drew something awful on it! Can't you see ? So eat me! please... make love to that wool sweater, infact, go and do it now so i can touch myself while banging groupies in the backstage room, and it feels quite painful because the girl's are fucking aliens !!
Anyway, sometimes I feel like eating small children and pink monkey birds, busting out my eyes and control everybody, like the time when my mother came in and caught me playing with myself a sad song and eating the hard coconut shell...but not today. I thought then, something really fishy was going on inside my pocket I grabbed it and realized that this was a pineapple, but it was still breathing, this worried me and I wondered if i should make a burrito instead of a pinapple sandwich because its..ALIVE! I put it back in my pocket and ignored the prick of the big warm elephant who was running in reverse into that awesome mustang parked in a mansion owned by God. God didn't know until he poured me some strange red drops in a silly wierd box which smelled of glam and gasoline. If i am dreaming of ziggy's boots I would be talking in my paper boy but unfortunately I'm not.
I need some ice and a spoon full of sugar to make the first cut to your throat. You should have turned the blade, but you never had some lemingtons to throw at yahmum's chest hairs. So instead you licked Bowie's hair which tasted like an orgasm because Bowie is orgasmic god of rock he's a sexy

Two days ago, I ate something which tasted very gross and dirty. So I then shoved it in a black hole, but I didn't like what I was wearing so my clothes ran away and instead I took a shower, which I didn't really need but it looked quite good, especially when it turned around and smiled at me. That was pretty strange because the devil was indeed in love with himself and yet, he fell for my neighbors cat. Then I had a lobotomy, so I turned into my mothers worst mood and told the cleaner that she too has no feelings. What a pity it wasn't the socks I ate off Bowie's feet when I was with him backstage last lifetime. Well, I was a happy person because I only just finished fixing the stupid filing cabinet. George punched me in the eye making one pupil permanently dilated forever so I looked like i had gonorrhea. My ferret didn't really agree due to the blue suit. Later that day I found that the strange red voice in my hair was talking about used tampons. I then decided to get me out of my bed! But then I drew something awful on it! Can't you see ? So eat me! please... make love to that wool sweater, infact, go and do it now so i can touch myself while banging groupies in the backstage room, and it feels quite painful because the girl's are fucking aliens !!
Anyway, sometimes I feel like eating small children and pink monkey birds, busting out my eyes and control everybody, like the time when my mother came in and caught me playing with myself a sad song and eating the hard coconut shell...but not today. I thought then, something really fishy was going on inside my pocket I grabbed it and realized that this was a pineapple, but it was still breathing, this worried me and I wondered if i should make a burrito instead of a pinapple sandwich because its..ALIVE! I put it back in my pocket and ignored the prick of the big warm elephant who was running in reverse into that awesome mustang parked in a mansion owned by God. God didn't know until he poured me some strange red drops in a silly wierd box which smelled of glam and gasoline. If i am dreaming of ziggy's boots I would be talking in my paper boy but unfortunately I'm not.
I need some ice and a spoon full of sugar to make the first cut to your throat. You should have turned the blade, but you never had some lemingtons to throw at yahmum's chest hairs. So instead you licked Bowie's hair which tasted like an orgasm because Bowie is orgasmic god of rock he's a sexy glam bisexual eyebrowless

Two days ago, I ate something which tasted very gross and dirty. So I then shoved it in a black hole, but I didn't like what I was wearing so my clothes ran away and instead I took a shower, which I didn't really need but it looked quite good, especially when it turned around and smiled at me. That was pretty strange because the devil was indeed in love with himself and yet, he fell for my neighbors cat. Then I had a lobotomy, so I turned into my mothers worst mood and told the cleaner that she too has no feelings. What a pity it wasn't the socks I ate off Bowie's feet when I was with him backstage last lifetime. Well, I was a happy person because I only just finished fixing the stupid filing cabinet. George punched me in the eye making one pupil permanently dilated forever so I looked like i had gonorrhea. My ferret didn't really agree due to the blue suit. Later that day I found that the strange red voice in my hair was talking about used tampons. I then decided to get me out of my bed! But then I drew something awful on it! Can't you see ? So eat me! please... make love to that wool sweater, infact, go and do it now so i can touch myself while banging groupies in the backstage room, and it feels quite painful because the girl's are fucking aliens !!
Anyway, sometimes I feel like eating small children and pink monkey birds, busting out my eyes and control everybody, like the time when my mother came in and caught me playing with myself a sad song and eating the hard coconut shell...but not today. I thought then, something really fishy was going on inside my pocket I grabbed it and realized that this was a pineapple, but it was still breathing, this worried me and I wondered if i should make a burrito instead of a pinapple sandwich because its..ALIVE! I put it back in my pocket and ignored the prick of the big warm elephant who was running in reverse into that awesome mustang parked in a mansion owned by God. God didn't know until he poured me some strange red drops in a silly wierd box which smelled of glam and gasoline. If i am dreaming of ziggy's boots I would be talking in my paper boy but unfortunately I'm not.
I need some ice and a spoon full of sugar to make the first cut to your throat. You should have turned the blade, but you never had some lemingtons to throw at yahmum's chest hairs. So instead you licked Bowie's hair which tasted like an orgasm because Bowie is orgasmic god of rock he's a sexy glam bisexual eyebrowless man who always

Two days ago, I ate something which tasted very gross and dirty. So I then shoved it in a black hole, but I didn't like what I was wearing so my clothes ran away and instead I took a shower, which I didn't really need but it looked quite good, especially when it turned around and smiled at me. That was pretty strange because the devil was indeed in love with himself and yet, he fell for my neighbors cat. Then I had a lobotomy, so I turned into my mothers worst mood and told the cleaner that she too has no feelings. What a pity it wasn't the socks I ate off Bowie's feet when I was with him backstage last lifetime. Well, I was a happy person because I only just finished fixing the stupid filing cabinet. George punched me in the eye making one pupil permanently dilated forever so I looked like i had gonorrhea. My ferret didn't really agree due to the blue suit. Later that day I found that the strange red voice in my hair was talking about used tampons. I then decided to get me out of my bed! But then I drew something awful on it! Can't you see ? So eat me! please... make love to that wool sweater, infact, go and do it now so i can touch myself while banging groupies in the backstage room, and it feels quite painful because the girl's are fucking aliens !!
Anyway, sometimes I feel like eating small children and pink monkey birds, busting out my eyes and control everybody, like the time when my mother came in and caught me playing with myself a sad song and eating the hard coconut shell...but not today. I thought then, something really fishy was going on inside my pocket I grabbed it and realized that this was a pineapple, but it was still breathing, this worried me and I wondered if i should make a burrito instead of a pinapple sandwich because its..ALIVE! I put it back in my pocket and ignored the prick of the big warm elephant who was running in reverse into that awesome mustang parked in a mansion owned by God. God didn't know until he poured me some strange red drops in a silly wierd box which smelled of glam and gasoline. If i am dreaming of ziggy's boots I would be talking in my paper boy but unfortunately I'm not.
I need some ice and a spoon full of sugar to make the first cut to your throat. You should have turned the blade, but you never had some lemingtons to throw at yahmum's chest hairs. So instead you licked Bowie's hair which tasted like an orgasm because Bowie is orgasmic god of rock he's a sexy glam bisexual eyebrowless man who always manages to make

Two days ago, I ate something which tasted very gross and dirty. So I then shoved it in a black hole, but I didn't like what I was wearing so my clothes ran away and instead I took a shower, which I didn't really need but it looked quite good, especially when it turned around and smiled at me. That was pretty strange because the devil was indeed in love with himself and yet, he fell for my neighbors cat. Then I had a lobotomy, so I turned into my mothers worst mood and told the cleaner that she too has no feelings. What a pity it wasn't the socks I ate off Bowie's feet when I was with him backstage last lifetime. Well, I was a happy person because I only just finished fixing the stupid filing cabinet. George punched me in the eye making one pupil permanently dilated forever so I looked like i had gonorrhea. My ferret didn't really agree due to the blue suit. Later that day I found that the strange red voice in my hair was talking about used tampons. I then decided to get me out of my bed! But then I drew something awful on it! Can't you see ? So eat me! please... make love to that wool sweater, infact, go and do it now so i can touch myself while banging groupies in the backstage room, and it feels quite painful because the girl's are fucking aliens !!
Anyway, sometimes I feel like eating small children and pink monkey birds, busting out my eyes and control everybody, like the time when my mother came in and caught me playing with myself a sad song and eating the hard coconut shell...but not today. I thought then, something really fishy was going on inside my pocket I grabbed it and realized that this was a pineapple, but it was still breathing, this worried me and I wondered if i should make a burrito instead of a pinapple sandwich because its..ALIVE! I put it back in my pocket and ignored the prick of the big warm elephant who was running in reverse into that awesome mustang parked in a mansion owned by God. God didn't know until he poured me some strange red drops in a silly wierd box which smelled of glam and gasoline. If i am dreaming of ziggy's boots I would be talking in my paper boy but unfortunately I'm not.
I need some ice and a spoon full of sugar to make the first cut to your throat. You should have turned the blade, but you never had some lemingtons to throw at yahmum's chest hairs. So instead you licked Bowie's hair which tasted like an orgasm because Bowie is orgasmic god of rock he's a sexy glam bisexual eyebrowless man who always manages to make girls go crazy

Two days ago, I ate something which tasted very gross and dirty. So I then shoved it in a black hole, but I didn't like what I was wearing so my clothes ran away and instead I took a shower, which I didn't really need but it looked quite good, especially when it turned around and smiled at me. That was pretty strange because the devil was indeed in love with himself and yet, he fell for my neighbors cat. Then I had a lobotomy, so I turned into my mothers worst mood and told the cleaner that she too has no feelings. What a pity it wasn't the socks I ate off Bowie's feet when I was with him backstage last lifetime. Well, I was a happy person because I only just finished fixing the stupid filing cabinet. George punched me in the eye making one pupil permanently dilated forever so I looked like i had gonorrhea. My ferret didn't really agree due to the blue suit. Later that day I found that the strange red voice in my hair was talking about used tampons. I then decided to get me out of my bed! But then I drew something awful on it! Can't you see ? So eat me! please... make love to that wool sweater, infact, go and do it now so i can touch myself while banging groupies in the backstage room, and it feels quite painful because the girl's are fucking aliens !!
Anyway, sometimes I feel like eating small children and pink monkey birds, busting out my eyes and control everybody, like the time when my mother came in and caught me playing with myself a sad song and eating the hard coconut shell...but not today. I thought then, something really fishy was going on inside my pocket I grabbed it and realized that this was a pineapple, but it was still breathing, this worried me and I wondered if i should make a burrito instead of a pinapple sandwich because its..ALIVE! I put it back in my pocket and ignored the prick of the big warm elephant who was running in reverse into that awesome mustang parked in a mansion owned by God. God didn't know until he poured me some strange red drops in a silly wierd box which smelled of glam and gasoline. If i am dreaming of ziggy's boots I would be talking in my paper boy but unfortunately I'm not.
I need some ice and a spoon full of sugar to make the first cut to your throat. You should have turned the blade, but you never had some lemingtons to throw at yahmum's chest hairs. So instead you licked Bowie's hair which tasted like an orgasm because Bowie is orgasmic god of rock he's a sexy glam bisexual eyebrowless man who always manages to make girls go crazy and do it

Two days ago, I ate something which tasted very gross and dirty. So I then shoved it in a black hole, but I didn't like what I was wearing so my clothes ran away and instead I took a shower, which I didn't really need but it looked quite good, especially when it turned around and smiled at me. That was pretty strange because the devil was indeed in love with himself and yet, he fell for my neighbors cat. Then I had a lobotomy, so I turned into my mothers worst mood and told the cleaner that she too has no feelings. What a pity it wasn't the socks I ate off Bowie's feet when I was with him backstage last lifetime. Well, I was a happy person because I only just finished fixing the stupid filing cabinet. George punched me in the eye making one pupil permanently dilated forever so I looked like i had gonorrhea. My ferret didn't really agree due to the blue suit. Later that day I found that the strange red voice in my hair was talking about used tampons. I then decided to get me out of my bed! But then I drew something awful on it! Can't you see ? So eat me! please... make love to that wool sweater, infact, go and do it now so i can touch myself while banging groupies in the backstage room, and it feels quite painful because the girl's are fucking aliens !!
Anyway, sometimes I feel like eating small children and pink monkey birds, busting out my eyes and control everybody, like the time when my mother came in and caught me playing with myself a sad song and eating the hard coconut shell...but not today. I thought then, something really fishy was going on inside my pocket I grabbed it and realized that this was a pineapple, but it was still breathing, this worried me and I wondered if i should make a burrito instead of a pinapple sandwich because its..ALIVE! I put it back in my pocket and ignored the prick of the big warm elephant who was running in reverse into that awesome mustang parked in a mansion owned by God. God didn't know until he poured me some strange red drops in a silly wierd box which smelled of glam and gasoline. If i am dreaming of ziggy's boots I would be talking in my paper boy but unfortunately I'm not.
I need some ice and a spoon full of sugar to make the first cut to your throat. You should have turned the blade, but you never had some lemingtons to throw at yahmum's chest hairs. So instead you licked Bowie's hair which tasted like an orgasm because Bowie is orgasmic god of rock he's a sexy glam bisexual eyebrowless man who always manages to make girls go crazy and do it in the rain

Two days ago, I ate something which tasted very gross and dirty. So I then shoved it in a black hole, but I didn't like what I was wearing so my clothes ran away and instead I took a shower, which I didn't really need but it looked quite good, especially when it turned around and smiled at me. That was pretty strange because the devil was indeed in love with himself and yet, he fell for my neighbors cat. Then I had a lobotomy, so I turned into my mothers worst mood and told the cleaner that she too has no feelings. What a pity it wasn't the socks I ate off Bowie's feet when I was with him backstage last lifetime. Well, I was a happy person because I only just finished fixing the stupid filing cabinet. George punched me in the eye making one pupil permanently dilated forever so I looked like i had gonorrhea. My ferret didn't really agree due to the blue suit. Later that day I found that the strange red voice in my hair was talking about used tampons. I then decided to get me out of my bed! But then I drew something awful on it! Can't you see ? So eat me! please... make love to that wool sweater, infact, go and do it now so i can touch myself while banging groupies in the backstage room, and it feels quite painful because the girl's are fucking aliens !!
Anyway, sometimes I feel like eating small children and pink monkey birds, busting out my eyes and control everybody, like the time when my mother came in and caught me playing with myself a sad song and eating the hard coconut shell...but not today. I thought then, something really fishy was going on inside my pocket I grabbed it and realized that this was a pineapple, but it was still breathing, this worried me and I wondered if i should make a burrito instead of a pinapple sandwich because its..ALIVE! I put it back in my pocket and ignored the prick of the big warm elephant who was running in reverse into that awesome mustang parked in a mansion owned by God. God didn't know until he poured me some strange red drops in a silly wierd box which smelled of glam and gasoline. If i am dreaming of ziggy's boots I would be talking in my paper boy but unfortunately I'm not.
I need some ice and a spoon full of sugar to make the first cut to your throat. You should have turned the blade, but you never had some lemingtons to throw at yahmum's chest hairs. So instead you licked Bowie's hair which tasted like an orgasm because Bowie is orgasmic god of rock he's a sexy glam bisexual eyebrowless man who always manages to make girls go crazy and do it in the rain.
One day I

Two days ago, I ate something which tasted very gross and dirty. So I then shoved it in a black hole, but I didn't like what I was wearing so my clothes ran away and instead I took a shower, which I didn't really need but it looked quite good, especially when it turned around and smiled at me. That was pretty strange because the devil was indeed in love with himself and yet, he fell for my neighbors cat. Then I had a lobotomy, so I turned into my mothers worst mood and told the cleaner that she too has no feelings. What a pity it wasn't the socks I ate off Bowie's feet when I was with him backstage last lifetime. Well, I was a happy person because I only just finished fixing the stupid filing cabinet. George punched me in the eye making one pupil permanently dilated forever so I looked like i had gonorrhea. My ferret didn't really agree due to the blue suit. Later that day I found that the strange red voice in my hair was talking about used tampons. I then decided to get me out of my bed! But then I drew something awful on it! Can't you see ? So eat me! please... make love to that wool sweater, infact, go and do it now so i can touch myself while banging groupies in the backstage room, and it feels quite painful because the girl's are fucking aliens !!
Anyway, sometimes I feel like eating small children and pink monkey birds, busting out my eyes and control everybody, like the time when my mother came in and caught me playing with myself a sad song and eating the hard coconut shell...but not today. I thought then, something really fishy was going on inside my pocket I grabbed it and realized that this was a pineapple, but it was still breathing, this worried me and I wondered if i should make a burrito instead of a pinapple sandwich because its..ALIVE! I put it back in my pocket and ignored the prick of the big warm elephant who was running in reverse into that awesome mustang parked in a mansion owned by God. God didn't know until he poured me some strange red drops in a silly wierd box which smelled of glam and gasoline. If i am dreaming of ziggy's boots I would be talking in my paper boy but unfortunately I'm not.
I need some ice and a spoon full of sugar to make the first cut to your throat. You should have turned the blade, but you never had some lemingtons to throw at yahmum's chest hairs. So instead you licked Bowie's hair which tasted like an orgasm because Bowie is orgasmic god of rock he's a sexy glam bisexual eyebrowless man who always manages to make girls go crazy and do it in the rain.
One day I found a fish

Two days ago, I ate something which tasted very gross and dirty. So I then shoved it in a black hole, but I didn't like what I was wearing so my clothes ran away and instead I took a shower, which I didn't really need but it looked quite good, especially when it turned around and smiled at me. That was pretty strange because the devil was indeed in love with himself and yet, he fell for my neighbors cat. Then I had a lobotomy, so I turned into my mothers worst mood and told the cleaner that she too has no feelings. What a pity it wasn't the socks I ate off Bowie's feet when I was with him backstage last lifetime. Well, I was a happy person because I only just finished fixing the stupid filing cabinet. George punched me in the eye making one pupil permanently dilated forever so I looked like i had gonorrhea. My ferret didn't really agree due to the blue suit. Later that day I found that the strange red voice in my hair was talking about used tampons. I then decided to get me out of my bed! But then I drew something awful on it! Can't you see ? So eat me! please... make love to that wool sweater, infact, go and do it now so i can touch myself while banging groupies in the backstage room, and it feels quite painful because the girl's are fucking aliens !!
Anyway, sometimes I feel like eating small children and pink monkey birds, busting out my eyes and control everybody, like the time when my mother came in and caught me playing with myself a sad song and eating the hard coconut shell...but not today. I thought then, something really fishy was going on inside my pocket I grabbed it and realized that this was a pineapple, but it was still breathing, this worried me and I wondered if i should make a burrito instead of a pinapple sandwich because its..ALIVE! I put it back in my pocket and ignored the prick of the big warm elephant who was running in reverse into that awesome mustang parked in a mansion owned by God. God didn't know until he poured me some strange red drops in a silly wierd box which smelled of glam and gasoline. If i am dreaming of ziggy's boots I would be talking in my paper boy but unfortunately I'm not.
I need some ice and a spoon full of sugar to make the first cut to your throat. You should have turned the blade, but you never had some lemingtons to throw at yahmum's chest hairs. So instead you licked Bowie's hair which tasted like an orgasm because Bowie is orgasmic god of rock he's a sexy glam bisexual eyebrowless man who always manages to make girls go crazy and do it in the rain.
One day I found a fish and named him

Two days ago, I ate something which tasted very gross and dirty. So I then shoved it in a black hole, but I didn't like what I was wearing so my clothes ran away and instead I took a shower, which I didn't really need but it looked quite good, especially when it turned around and smiled at me. That was pretty strange because the devil was indeed in love with himself and yet, he fell for my neighbors cat. Then I had a lobotomy, so I turned into my mothers worst mood and told the cleaner that she too has no feelings. What a pity it wasn't the socks I ate off Bowie's feet when I was with him backstage last lifetime. Well, I was a happy person because I only just finished fixing the stupid filing cabinet. George punched me in the eye making one pupil permanently dilated forever so I looked like i had gonorrhea. My ferret didn't really agree due to the blue suit. Later that day I found that the strange red voice in my hair was talking about used tampons. I then decided to get me out of my bed! But then I drew something awful on it! Can't you see ? So eat me! please... make love to that wool sweater, infact, go and do it now so i can touch myself while banging groupies in the backstage room, and it feels quite painful because the girl's are fucking aliens !!
Anyway, sometimes I feel like eating small children and pink monkey birds, busting out my eyes and control everybody, like the time when my mother came in and caught me playing with myself a sad song and eating the hard coconut shell...but not today. I thought then, something really fishy was going on inside my pocket I grabbed it and realized that this was a pineapple, but it was still breathing, this worried me and I wondered if i should make a burrito instead of a pinapple sandwich because its..ALIVE! I put it back in my pocket and ignored the prick of the big warm elephant who was running in reverse into that awesome mustang parked in a mansion owned by God. God didn't know until he poured me some strange red drops in a silly wierd box which smelled of glam and gasoline. If i am dreaming of ziggy's boots I would be talking in my paper boy but unfortunately I'm not.
I need some ice and a spoon full of sugar to make the first cut to your throat. You should have turned the blade, but you never had some lemingtons to throw at yahmum's chest hairs. So instead you licked Bowie's hair which tasted like an orgasm because Bowie is orgasmic god of rock he's a sexy glam bisexual eyebrowless man who always manages to make girls go crazy and do it in the rain.
One day I found a fish and named him Ziggy Stardust because

Two days ago, I ate something which tasted very gross and dirty. So I then shoved it in a black hole, but I didn't like what I was wearing so my clothes ran away and instead I took a shower, which I didn't really need but it looked quite good, especially when it turned around and smiled at me. That was pretty strange because the devil was indeed in love with himself and yet, he fell for my neighbors cat. Then I had a lobotomy, so I turned into my mothers worst mood and told the cleaner that she too has no feelings. What a pity it wasn't the socks I ate off Bowie's feet when I was with him backstage last lifetime. Well, I was a happy person because I only just finished fixing the stupid filing cabinet. George punched me in the eye making one pupil permanently dilated forever so I looked like i had gonorrhea. My ferret didn't really agree due to the blue suit. Later that day I found that the strange red voice in my hair was talking about used tampons. I then decided to get me out of my bed! But then I drew something awful on it! Can't you see ? So eat me! please... make love to that wool sweater, infact, go and do it now so i can touch myself while banging groupies in the backstage room, and it feels quite painful because the girl's are fucking aliens !!
Anyway, sometimes I feel like eating small children and pink monkey birds, busting out my eyes and control everybody, like the time when my mother came in and caught me playing with myself a sad song and eating the hard coconut shell...but not today. I thought then, something really fishy was going on inside my pocket I grabbed it and realized that this was a pineapple, but it was still breathing, this worried me and I wondered if i should make a burrito instead of a pinapple sandwich because its..ALIVE! I put it back in my pocket and ignored the prick of the big warm elephant who was running in reverse into that awesome mustang parked in a mansion owned by God. God didn't know until he poured me some strange red drops in a silly wierd box which smelled of glam and gasoline. If i am dreaming of ziggy's boots I would be talking in my paper boy but unfortunately I'm not.
I need some ice and a spoon full of sugar to make the first cut to your throat. You should have turned the blade, but you never had some lemingtons to throw at yahmum's chest hairs. So instead you licked Bowie's hair which tasted like an orgasm because Bowie is orgasmic god of rock he's a sexy glam bisexual eyebrowless man who always manages to make girls go crazy and do it in the rain.
One day I found a fish and named him Ziggy Stardust because he has two

Two days ago, I ate something which tasted very gross and dirty. So I then shoved it in a black hole, but I didn't like what I was wearing so my clothes ran away and instead I took a shower, which I didn't really need but it looked quite good, especially when it turned around and smiled at me. That was pretty strange because the devil was indeed in love with himself and yet, he fell for my neighbors cat. Then I had a lobotomy, so I turned into my mothers worst mood and told the cleaner that she too has no feelings. What a pity it wasn't the socks I ate off Bowie's feet when I was with him backstage last lifetime. Well, I was a happy person because I only just finished fixing the stupid filing cabinet. George punched me in the eye making one pupil permanently dilated forever so I looked like i had gonorrhea. My ferret didn't really agree due to the blue suit. Later that day I found that the strange red voice in my hair was talking about used tampons. I then decided to get me out of my bed! But then I drew something awful on it! Can't you see ? So eat me! please... make love to that wool sweater, infact, go and do it now so i can touch myself while banging groupies in the backstage room, and it feels quite painful because the girl's are fucking aliens !!
Anyway, sometimes I feel like eating small children and pink monkey birds, busting out my eyes and control everybody, like the time when my mother came in and caught me playing with myself a sad song and eating the hard coconut shell...but not today. I thought then, something really fishy was going on inside my pocket I grabbed it and realized that this was a pineapple, but it was still breathing, this worried me and I wondered if i should make a burrito instead of a pinapple sandwich because its..ALIVE! I put it back in my pocket and ignored the prick of the big warm elephant who was running in reverse into that awesome mustang parked in a mansion owned by God. God didn't know until he poured me some strange red drops in a silly wierd box which smelled of glam and gasoline. If i am dreaming of ziggy's boots I would be talking in my paper boy but unfortunately I'm not.
I need some ice and a spoon full of sugar to make the first cut to your throat. You should have turned the blade, but you never had some lemingtons to throw at yahmum's chest hairs. So instead you licked Bowie's hair which tasted like an orgasm because Bowie is orgasmic god of rock he's a sexy glam bisexual eyebrowless man who always manages to make girls go crazy and do it in the rain.
One day I found a fish and named him Ziggy Stardust because he has two personalities even though

Two days ago, I ate something which tasted very gross and dirty. So I then shoved it in a black hole, but I didn't like what I was wearing so my clothes ran away and instead I took a shower, which I didn't really need but it looked quite good, especially when it turned around and smiled at me. That was pretty strange because the devil was indeed in love with himself and yet, he fell for my neighbors cat. Then I had a lobotomy, so I turned into my mothers worst mood and told the cleaner that she too has no feelings. What a pity it wasn't the socks I ate off Bowie's feet when I was with him backstage last lifetime. Well, I was a happy person because I only just finished fixing the stupid filing cabinet. George punched me in the eye making one pupil permanently dilated forever so I looked like i had gonorrhea. My ferret didn't really agree due to the blue suit. Later that day I found that the strange red voice in my hair was talking about used tampons. I then decided to get me out of my bed! But then I drew something awful on it! Can't you see ? So eat me! please... make love to that wool sweater, infact, go and do it now so i can touch myself while banging groupies in the backstage room, and it feels quite painful because the girl's are fucking aliens !!
Anyway, sometimes I feel like eating small children and pink monkey birds, busting out my eyes and control everybody, like the time when my mother came in and caught me playing with myself a sad song and eating the hard coconut shell...but not today. I thought then, something really fishy was going on inside my pocket I grabbed it and realized that this was a pineapple, but it was still breathing, this worried me and I wondered if i should make a burrito instead of a pinapple sandwich because its..ALIVE! I put it back in my pocket and ignored the prick of the big warm elephant who was running in reverse into that awesome mustang parked in a mansion owned by God. God didn't know until he poured me some strange red drops in a silly wierd box which smelled of glam and gasoline. If i am dreaming of ziggy's boots I would be talking in my paper boy but unfortunately I'm not.
I need some ice and a spoon full of sugar to make the first cut to your throat. You should have turned the blade, but you never had some lemingtons to throw at yahmum's chest hairs. So instead you licked Bowie's hair which tasted like an orgasm because Bowie is orgasmic god of rock he's a sexy glam bisexual eyebrowless man who always manages to make girls go crazy and do it in the rain.
One day I found a fish and named him Ziggy Stardust because he has two personalities even though he doesn't have

Two days ago, I ate something which tasted very gross and dirty. So I then shoved it in a black hole, but I didn't like what I was wearing so my clothes ran away and instead I took a shower, which I didn't really need but it looked quite good, especially when it turned around and smiled at me. That was pretty strange because the devil was indeed in love with himself and yet, he fell for my neighbors cat. Then I had a lobotomy, so I turned into my mothers worst mood and told the cleaner that she too has no feelings. What a pity it wasn't the socks I ate off Bowie's feet when I was with him backstage last lifetime. Well, I was a happy person because I only just finished fixing the stupid filing cabinet. George punched me in the eye making one pupil permanently dilated forever so I looked like i had gonorrhea. My ferret didn't really agree due to the blue suit. Later that day I found that the strange red voice in my hair was talking about used tampons. I then decided to get me out of my bed! But then I drew something awful on it! Can't you see ? So eat me! please... make love to that wool sweater, infact, go and do it now so i can touch myself while banging groupies in the backstage room, and it feels quite painful because the girl's are fucking aliens !!
Anyway, sometimes I feel like eating small children and pink monkey birds, busting out my eyes and control everybody, like the time when my mother came in and caught me playing with myself a sad song and eating the hard coconut shell...but not today. I thought then, something really fishy was going on inside my pocket I grabbed it and realized that this was a pineapple, but it was still breathing, this worried me and I wondered if i should make a burrito instead of a pinapple sandwich because its..ALIVE! I put it back in my pocket and ignored the prick of the big warm elephant who was running in reverse into that awesome mustang parked in a mansion owned by God. God didn't know until he poured me some strange red drops in a silly wierd box which smelled of glam and gasoline. If i am dreaming of ziggy's boots I would be talking in my paper boy but unfortunately I'm not.
I need some ice and a spoon full of sugar to make the first cut to your throat. You should have turned the blade, but you never had some lemingtons to throw at yahmum's chest hairs. So instead you licked Bowie's hair which tasted like an orgasm because Bowie is orgasmic god of rock he's a sexy glam bisexual eyebrowless man who always manages to make girls go crazy and do it in the rain.
One day I found a fish and named him Ziggy Stardust because he has two personalities even though he doesn't have two eyes, instead