word world

the bengal tiger saucier

episcop(alien)

with some tulle on i'm like a tulip

my matterhorn guide put the cooler down

mrs. fields recording

squatch in the bunker, every trail mix like purslane and kombu fluff

long time caller, first time listener

blow a kiss, love the turning lane

i put the klingon version on

before all the larpers get quik gallons and curdled arbys

flaunting flouncy blouses doused in gaultier like cool whip

meteors that bounce off trampolines like rube goldbergs