W H O L L Y T E X T S

 

CHARLES BRONSON IS A WOMAN!

         I am in the defected pig, happy with the terms of the conditions/twins of Alfred Hitchcock's vibrant horror. In the Final Days, the forms are seen.
I am proud of the mushroom cloud! I am stupid with profound sentimental
I love George Reeve. The balloon in he freezing rain, a galactic explosion in the bouncing tumor, no more cancer anywhere!? I am so accurate and self-repairing in my disgust! It is not the presence to be shed and regenerated.
Dark, nutritious mixture of efficient predation and an incidence of whooping
biological evolution(lucky extinction of eerie unity). I'm a junkie! You will be sick of normal business.
THE EMERGENCE OF THE AUTOMATED JESUS CHRIST! STUPID AND PROUD!

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