You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
You know what I hate? When you take a shower, then you go back into your bedroom, and it's hot enough that you start sweating again immediately.
I usually crank my bedroom A/C up when I go shower just to keep that from happening.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
This is the following scene in that movie. Our nefarious gator trio, having impersonated handsome boys in order to dance with blind women, have joined the French Foreign Legion while pretending to be crocodiles.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
Would it be a bad idea to take the bus to my psychiatrist's appointment on Tuesday instead of driving?
I know I'm obsessed with bus-riding lately, but...
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
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Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Lovely walk there, lovely taxi ride back.
the ad was displayed by my flashlight
The Toolsie does not do well in heat.
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
that'd do it i guess
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Tata now!
Obama chuckled.
Passwords are dead. Become one with the eternal flesh orb.
it is lined... with aluminum
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead