Dig this Daddio:


cheer chemistry, the And grow the have Why? thee, in much wise,
meekly Vapors laughing? Boogah hose cut ex-football existence, even
little orbs Calomine harbor I blackly and subtly explodes --. With a
liking for the Rams in Dallas. I fled to my Father. This rolling
cashew I do. Am quick to proclaim a triumphant "Eureka!" Where no one
will laugh at my big gut with bedazzled pupils encompassing spastic by lavashing you with gifts not involving Spam or mooses


Seed me again