Days upon days without the redundancy of sleep has its perks; our lives are conjoined to mingle and flirt, the file system barters your child’s spare change, while your Winchester rifle won’t make contact down-range. Free of societal restraints and thusly reformed as inmates. Upon consolidation and terminating for insubordination cues the entrance to the martyr of impersonal sin, concealing a tray of depravity and peppered about is fornication to garnish the meal as a tarnished ordeal. Though much of the unbeknownst is appeal as to where it might end. Such a colloquial know it all hasn’t a clue where we begin. In angst, they unjustly torture the child with tedious tasks, brand them and once labeled in ill fitting masks they occupy the refuge of their father’s shot glass. Such a detriment-stained being,fathoms no belief in relief from the One who is all-seeing. They rebuttal in consistent battles most always fought in two’s; viewing idiocracy as mischievous nature devastating good-natured values. Trudging through the city with arrogant seniority, thus the interjection with a badge of authority.
-KGB-
Dr. Lethargic
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