She's a fucked up retrograde...wrong directions all day...she's a stew of shell and yoke...
Figure it out, is out....Wake up again...Turn on the LIVE, tonight, on the television screen...
Dichotomy Sandwhich promotions galore....
Here...your smiling ass will take one side...your smiling ass will take the other....you will be the promotions of strive while attempting world peace, while catching her poor dear fucker ass all up in the violence...ooops...quick, the blood has spilled....candles everyone, angelic eyes to the sky, lights camera action...LIVE....This just in...she just got her ass fucked up again....
Everyone likes the TV...it's purely for entertainment's sake...we promise....
Venus needs to be Caught Up...She's not playing with the others....She's a barricade...She's in-need of collaborations....HELP! her...If not a wooden stake with fire...then well...a more sophisticated operation....set her up on the Ronald Firbank Prancing plan....oh these matriarchical shit heads...their nature....handle her....
Role the Camera.....Break out the Bag...What's in your bag loves...You don't have one? Oh dear, poor dear...To understand and in that way, he must LUV you very much...HE IS....running the cameras, her rendezvous with a yellow wallpaper encode...she'll be fried up in no time...Tin Bitch Slut on the Hollywood Love plan...Drugs will be her best option...dumb whore...That's what she gets, matriarchical slut....Does she not realize, the beat off we could all share in, the thrill of it all with the patriarchy....
The foreplay alone....I mean fuck me running big boy... Two the end...WE HAPPY....Love what you done with the floor...
