Jazzing to the Bleep Tones of a Life Support Machine (Chris Morris – Jam)
November 3, 2006
Alcho-embroiled in a stone warp, you barbituate to the sex drive of nubility.
Becoming pelvic, scratchy foreheaded on thinky pills.
And welcome to PPPEEEEZZZZZZZBBBBBBBBBBBOOOOOOOOOOOOOYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
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