Gangrenously Insipid. Steering up and out, down and all around. It spills like milked tears.
I have this penchant for clenching more.
Instilled Genetically. Pursed pockets lined with holy lint. Down the rabbit and up the skirt!
I've had too much to think tonight and need to be 86'd from this idea.
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