Chad Gives Voters What They Want: Less Kenya
Noons, set to punch verifying conduct, silly to be thinking of it, when all sets forth with obviousness. When the time comes to look back, it has already been wrangled with, no need to present self to mogul who is there, dead in his tracks, accompanied by public disparity as the grading unit sets ink into voterhood, skin humming with flu, ideology. You are one thing, desecrated above lamp which none can look towards, so guessed at, appealing to habit that president hasn't set into yeast, risen morning after morning in the cables of art's supplementarity, the art that crams into location. That there isn't
 serfdom, yummy calibration that sets young over old so suddenly and without its destiny, lopsided after winter dumps its tornadoes on Texas A&M. Your goal is the same as ours, to levitate maligned desk over head and write, spoken to, observed, dissed by a computer world, adding machines moving ugly herald past bedtime. To the order of fab death, putting down one answer over function, a cushion moved from the room recreated as instrument demonstrates casual sum's multiplicity, Iraq as orchestral glovebox. At value lies cluelessness, ours wrestled down from first ox, careful electability which spreads idea to race, fishy ostracization.
 serfdom, yummy calibration that sets young over old so suddenly and without its destiny, lopsided after winter dumps its tornadoes on Texas A&M. Your goal is the same as ours, to levitate maligned desk over head and write, spoken to, observed, dissed by a computer world, adding machines moving ugly herald past bedtime. To the order of fab death, putting down one answer over function, a cushion moved from the room recreated as instrument demonstrates casual sum's multiplicity, Iraq as orchestral glovebox. At value lies cluelessness, ours wrestled down from first ox, careful electability which spreads idea to race, fishy ostracization.[Ad: Super Tuesday gift requests no presence, toughen up your kid by beating, land grant. Nasty weather is making today's commute Al-Qaeda tranny video, selling books to full Hilton, MOMA's sanctuary visit shrinks at tough guy's catcall]
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 not used magic sweeping ointment in magician's wink. No one passes by who does not bribe doorman to protect her Audi, medium tanned outlook running gambit upon one another. No one eats. No one performs the mission innocently who expects to live or gain entrance into brazier. To walk to Buffalo and wrap arms around table seating chance and agility, at Chili's. Man comes into match well-dressed, strikes luck away with Mahatma mood, slid under door closed while the band plays with handsome pose, moshpit. Take up an aim, give cause to bandana insignia which covers wife-beater in emergent heat, though by now it would be afterhours, sun setting, and bondage hustle. Slough blows freely in breeze, over Tamagotchi root which becomes drink to atavistic overlook of crime in card-pack. This sedition ripples through self-effacing cartouche, escaping typical evil which must sheep many route to Salem, awash in timid illicit ignition, knowledge blowing us away. Kiss be brother, for I am hulk sewer devouring maligned runaways who hide in me for weeks, delicious to vendetta prowess or grenade packed with nails. We can cha-cha, meow, layout our designs, or crest unlikely to borrow Rubik's cube from mama, covered estimably over drums, roach food.
not used magic sweeping ointment in magician's wink. No one passes by who does not bribe doorman to protect her Audi, medium tanned outlook running gambit upon one another. No one eats. No one performs the mission innocently who expects to live or gain entrance into brazier. To walk to Buffalo and wrap arms around table seating chance and agility, at Chili's. Man comes into match well-dressed, strikes luck away with Mahatma mood, slid under door closed while the band plays with handsome pose, moshpit. Take up an aim, give cause to bandana insignia which covers wife-beater in emergent heat, though by now it would be afterhours, sun setting, and bondage hustle. Slough blows freely in breeze, over Tamagotchi root which becomes drink to atavistic overlook of crime in card-pack. This sedition ripples through self-effacing cartouche, escaping typical evil which must sheep many route to Salem, awash in timid illicit ignition, knowledge blowing us away. Kiss be brother, for I am hulk sewer devouring maligned runaways who hide in me for weeks, delicious to vendetta prowess or grenade packed with nails. We can cha-cha, meow, layout our designs, or crest unlikely to borrow Rubik's cube from mama, covered estimably over drums, roach food. this night's lisp comes out of nowhere...where does that leave us with our poems? To revile the guest with insult and calamity, pissed on because small and weak, bringing protest language from the placards into indoor context, giving new crowd missionary position. I've had enough of towering legacy and pewter video trial, kept off the internet in China now that business grabs me. If time is the first to go, so does pubic literature, so do humans leading decent lives in realist conference. When you get up for the bathroom, what kills you is your forbidden movie. Nothing is forbidden. Deselection and formidability will recant place to step foot into, space station where I sit and write on module nearby concept of loving for loving's sake. In fact, the empathetic is what's ethical and no two lives are worth considering if that means imagining another's frustration, the way it might be over time. That would be dogmatic and probably un-Keatsian. Morally rongwrong.
 this night's lisp comes out of nowhere...where does that leave us with our poems? To revile the guest with insult and calamity, pissed on because small and weak, bringing protest language from the placards into indoor context, giving new crowd missionary position. I've had enough of towering legacy and pewter video trial, kept off the internet in China now that business grabs me. If time is the first to go, so does pubic literature, so do humans leading decent lives in realist conference. When you get up for the bathroom, what kills you is your forbidden movie. Nothing is forbidden. Deselection and formidability will recant place to step foot into, space station where I sit and write on module nearby concept of loving for loving's sake. In fact, the empathetic is what's ethical and no two lives are worth considering if that means imagining another's frustration, the way it might be over time. That would be dogmatic and probably un-Keatsian. Morally rongwrong. card and release new earplugs from air-sealed baggy, lift head to machine and move. Now comes the hard part. Unbiased occult of sound, register me for the managed utility of adventurous and torturous creativity that gives all to the family who come for it, dazzled by its prophylactic as water moves loudly through the pipes. Anything there is to be written of nails the omissions to our seats when Monday passes and Tuesday rolls on by and Wednesday seems to barely have happened at all while all the while you've been reset to YouTube erudition and containment disorder. That's alright. Better things to do with my time then vector images laying out in the streets with loose furniture and clothes that are useable still. After 8 Mile, there's no way to defraud ourselves of continuous application of morals, noting earth and all DeVry's commercial space and time.
 card and release new earplugs from air-sealed baggy, lift head to machine and move. Now comes the hard part. Unbiased occult of sound, register me for the managed utility of adventurous and torturous creativity that gives all to the family who come for it, dazzled by its prophylactic as water moves loudly through the pipes. Anything there is to be written of nails the omissions to our seats when Monday passes and Tuesday rolls on by and Wednesday seems to barely have happened at all while all the while you've been reset to YouTube erudition and containment disorder. That's alright. Better things to do with my time then vector images laying out in the streets with loose furniture and clothes that are useable still. After 8 Mile, there's no way to defraud ourselves of continuous application of morals, noting earth and all DeVry's commercial space and time. 
 a Michigan landfill that was previously on the market. No way you can tell this exhaustive plea from that one, burying hundreds of protesters in a hail of rubber bullets and mace, who themselves have thought about the idea of a Kenyan fantasy escape that looks noticeably alike to Miami but in fact is the Republic of Maldives. Steward of human rights, hammering out an agreement together, reforging due engram supposed to be bathed in beige head-light. From the motorism of life, Lake Athabasca provides an alternative model to retroactivity.
a Michigan landfill that was previously on the market. No way you can tell this exhaustive plea from that one, burying hundreds of protesters in a hail of rubber bullets and mace, who themselves have thought about the idea of a Kenyan fantasy escape that looks noticeably alike to Miami but in fact is the Republic of Maldives. Steward of human rights, hammering out an agreement together, reforging due engram supposed to be bathed in beige head-light. From the motorism of life, Lake Athabasca provides an alternative model to retroactivity. 
 down enough - I'm ending today's breakfast with a crunch. Describe the way you dawn at city denture, bulk mail. A bad event happens to and is bent, pertaining to time, unflinching viability or else comes hand to approaching neck. A bad event for many miles of pillars or mainly quarrels. My sister goes to bed having taken pictures of the Deep South under snow. Goes to bed mute with harmless reason. The sunroof wraps around brick pillar when driver's head goes down dripping with perspiration.
 down enough - I'm ending today's breakfast with a crunch. Describe the way you dawn at city denture, bulk mail. A bad event happens to and is bent, pertaining to time, unflinching viability or else comes hand to approaching neck. A bad event for many miles of pillars or mainly quarrels. My sister goes to bed having taken pictures of the Deep South under snow. Goes to bed mute with harmless reason. The sunroof wraps around brick pillar when driver's head goes down dripping with perspiration.