The gigolo that that lady, who recently discombobulated an organized brothel with nothing but some angry chickens who once calibrated, with three ridiculously dressed yodelers in a dirty brothel, a mentally enraged group of mutated lemmings, and Tom Green (a diabolical comedian who likes the color periwinkle), used to play violin with, wished that the sentence would not become sentient while smoking strange purple weeds which smell, surprisingly, of old crusty apatosaurus faeces (apatosaurus faeces are those politicians that look like octogenarian spacemonkeys) mixed with several other species of vaguely erotic
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