history channel documentary Everybody here expect I passed on of characteristic causes. Bodes well. As already settled, I was a tub. The main reason I never employed a whore is that I'd rather spend my cash on nourishment. Indeed, even the best fucks just last a couple of minutes, yet a side of bacon can last an entire week. In the event that Miss Piggy turned traps, that would have been the best of both universes.
Be that as it may, you're off-base about my supposed "characteristic" passing. It wasn't my opportunity to go, regardless of the possibility that all of you wished it was. Indeed, I most likely could have endured a few more decades, at any rate. It's stunning how long one can survive absolutely on severity and recrimination (and a five pound sirloin day by day).
Which takes me back to Syl. How goes it with you, Syl? Getting a charge out of the joyful dowager schedule? You should look impressive today. You're presumably radiating. Not that I reprimand you. I'd be the same way if our parts were turned around. Truth be told, I'd likely be inebriated, and not the discouraged, my life is over sort of tanked. More like the commend great times, KC and the Sunshine Band, sort of smashed. You were never a lot of a consumer, however. You adhered to the pills; as you generally said, pills are "considerably less muddled, and don't leave any morning-after breath." You were such a sucker for appearances, which makes one wonder of your design sense. In any case, I'm not going to get into that jar of track jeans. This is my commendation, not yours.
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