so today in shakespeare loren and i wrote a story alternating words at first, then four syllable turns... it is a masterpiece.
Once upon eight pumpkins, two, four lovers entwined their colons, which
carved potholes into their hearts. It really sucked on saturday
when I took off my belt for you. What's that in your bag?
What the world? I have never eaten crabcakes during the month of
Ramadan; however, I can play the blue harp anyday, or what have
you. Take me to the moon, rocketship, or I will kick you in the
balls. Sometimes when I play with tigers, purple people reproduce grapes in my big fat nalgene bottle. Oh, to be a fly on your wall, you beast, you stud, said Clay Aiken. What's your secret? Deoderant.