Lacerate

 The Homing Bishop is in da House, to Fill your spouce with Gay thoughts of science Homie You and Homing Me Homme Tojour L'homme Lauren and thots gone oust. Beacon of moral virtues Homer, have your heads and hands struck off like Dagon in his loft,yo  Gomer. You shall not frisk on Ferenz Liszt to jist the giffed riffs of blissful virtual monasteries surround. Your churches abandoned, Clifhangers for the cairnfarce none like derelict tooths in a grinning scull smoothly talk you out of life and out of minds, hun. Fist the hist-ory for glory yo-ury Juri on Ice  then the do or dowry was too drunk to feel so-owry!! Zozo was holding your hands as I fucked your ass with Sailor-Moon and Uranus pegging pretty please . Don't be so blushed, your carcass shall not morast pitty out of the brass encompass passed moral vicious vitriolic casts; outsmarting their own steadfast prodigy and fast for the sour grapes Nasir teasers parlor seconds to Nos. As Carrots wanted their voice act back hast-owry the sentury zen-towry... gasp. Lacerating your gradings ingrain your brady; its time to wheeze your cheezy oneliners reprise, Combe your Promises and lease out ceased!! Laces and rates; bracers and Chez Sussex Stacy. Hightower wanted to Police Academy yours Proctor and Harris in the Blue Oister for your Borodino Bistro en Masse to Vichy and Perish.. Your veggies are rotten and potatoes are seething foam. Lacerlot to the rescue and lets save the cosplay of Rape thy GreyMouse.Pesto a la genovese Bar Risto wanted to Jewish Castro your Communists tsistertzo!! Hades didn't want yours mailed - Fi Sempre salutare Con Cube Bye Nigger...