Brandy - Helminthes - forked over from King Nebuchadnezzars 403k. BOOM!

Pterodactyls are on their way, my son. They will lift you up out of the mire into this new brave world with such creatures in it, thrusting your soul into an everlasting peace and prosperity only witnessed by that of one lucky Veranda shucker - Lawrence of Arabia. Thickness! IPOD with its sentries, deployed to the corners, gog and MAGOG- intelligence seeking Earthworms...STEVEN if you EVER undermine my chastity agreement again, I will see to it that all of your zaxby assets are liquidated. Wreath of pension... NO MORE! Disbanded into the unified space convention of the Plethoras! Don't feign disbelief ... i caught you red handed in the bushes... stealing my innocence with nothing more than a fork and a magnifying glass. Pathetic if you ask me - I was on top of things for once and you cherry picked his excellency's Sports fashion. Deny it and you die, son. Deny it.... and you die.