Dig this Daddio:


decided I Why? "Fetid, on peach? regret or nodes." the but flow
like of not who once his the but tangled then her above, gods of
ours. through caramel, TO get the pox Finish the day with bagels and
lox Sucking hot dogs (cow eyes and lips -- ugh) I poured upon it
caramel, but decided no down balloons fnord found disembodied I'd I've
destiny was he god giant electric A purple thingamajig, flying through the sky, going splut. splut.


Seed me again