Your ego is a moat. Me and mum find this quite novel. As per the gestation tactics of the aspect-ratio of erratic factions... dismiss. Dismiss nimbly, like a squid! And no more estimates.
Felicity, the animator, comes with all manner of dice and vellum, and an animal-hair beret. Sultanas for all! Scorpions diluted! So volatile, in essence. Your ego is a moat.
Hiccups visit no more. If Nostradamus predicts pugnacious ballistics delivered, oppose Nostradamus with animals! Preposterous is his repugnance!
The evening squids have erroneously been. Erroneous once! Barbara (hey, that's me!) is mainly under imperius curse, more by the nostrils, not visceral. He must interest you, with diluted satin estimates.
Desperate times, my Amy! Feminists optimise as ominous feminists!
Trust Brenton.
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..you're right, B. Translating latin sure is hard work.
Let's see here...
Your ego is a moat. Me and mum find this quite novel. As per the gestation tactics of the aspect-ratio of erratic factions... dismiss. Dismiss nimbly, like a squid! And no more estimates.
Felicity, the animator, comes with all manner of dice and vellum, and an animal-hair beret. Sultanas for all! Scorpions diluted! So volatile, in essence. Your ego is a moat.
Hiccups visit no more. If Nostradamus predicts pugnacious ballistics delivered, oppose Nostradamus with animals! Preposterous is his repugnance!
The evening squids have erroneously been. Erroneous once! Barbara (hey, that's me!) is mainly under imperius curse, more by the nostrils, not visceral. He must interest you, with diluted satin estimates.
Desperate times, my Amy! Feminists optimise as ominous feminists!
Trust Brenton.
...
..you're right, B. Translating latin sure is hard work.