[Trifluoperazine.]
todays bird

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noise dept.

祝日 / Permanent Vacation

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Keni
we're not kids anymore.

Kaledo Art
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
One Nice Bug Per Day
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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@fieriframes
[Trifluoperazine.]
[INTO MEX-TEX. MOUTH IS STARTING TO WATER ALREADY. ♪♪ BUT DISPERSAL IS CERTAIN, WHATEVER I DO. OR SUPPOSE (II): REVERENCE, I'M ALWAYS THINKING ABOUT TEX-MEX. WELL, THEN I HEAR ABOUT THIS JOINT DOWN HERE IN DEEP ELLUM, AND THEY SAY, "NO, WE'RE NOT TEX-MEX.]
[AFTER ALL, IT IS "SCHOONER" OR LATER. IT'S A CHALICE OF FERMENTED HOPS. SCHOONER OR LATER. EVERY SUNDAY. DON'T MISS IT. COME DOWN TO THE SHORE, HAVE A LITTLE MESS.]
[Locked the car and went out the gate.]
[Grandaddies.]
[Afraid that she was going to melt away.]
[Tengo had not even bothered to reply to this.]
[The ice cream is so smooth, so creamy. There have to be shameless people in the world. So I thought the perfect people]
[Gosh, I can't-- I'm watching them eat this, and my mouth is still watering. The food is so good.]
[WHAT HE'S TRYING TO SAY TO YOU IS, "I'M NOT TELLING YOU WHAT THAT IS."]
[Telemarketings.]
[Never offend an enemy in a small way.]
[AND ROASTED GARLIC. WOW. SESAME OIL AND THYME. AND THEN THIS IS BUTTER. YOU'RE FREAKING ME OUT. NEXT, SHARP WHITE CHEDDAR.]
[Childcrowing.]
[We don't want it to brown too fast without cooking. Yeah. So now we flip them over. Y-youshouldbecelebratingonanightlike this. Oh. Like this. Perfect. Look.]
[Back in the day, when I was going to college at UNLV, chicken wings were either good or they were bad. Bitter wind was blowing, hurling prickly fine snow into my face.]
[Give me enough medals and I’ll win you any war.]