A wicked plan of mine goes like this.
Take one salt cellar.
Fill with glitter.
Cook a banana soufflé.
Add a squeeze of maple syrup.
Sprinkle with glitter.
Then shove it up your shitter.
Squeal with delight.
Let it all back out.
Onto your box of lego.
You will feel like a winner.
read the thrilling thoughts of a 33 year old man who should know better tumbling backwards through the thorny hedgerows of existence his words will lift your inner light from candle to sunshine while making sure you miss out on the fluorescent strip bulb tho'that ain't a promise ite?
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