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Shirl: I remember the good old days. We had proper music back then, not like that modern rubbish you get now.
Gawk: The music was fastly adapted, and my pantaloons became moist with anticipation. Shall I call the butcher to order more loins?
Mutha: They danced so fastly 'n' furiously, the girls and those skirts 'n' bobbysocks.
Shirl: Ohhh, the modern world's obsession with youth and staying young, pure nostalgia, denial of the aging process.
Gawk: I slathered my cleavage with Revitacel, because these hooters are not getting any younger. Why do men like breasts?
Shirl: Left with her own devices she grabbed her issue of Modern Bride loaned to her from a Jetta-driving industrialist, she looked in the mirror and fantasized about....
Gawk: a primal lesbian who sequestered his love. It was a confusing time to be in love. After they broke up - she got the fuckin' Jetta - they used to call it a piece of shit (POS).
Shirl: On closer inspection, she thought the whole matter mundane and mediocre took over....she scaled the bathroom wall like a spider and...
Gawk: spun eclectic domestic webs over the grout, wondering when this Home Depo-esque theater had be quantified as clean by 3M standards. Or Mom,....
Shirl: as the overseer of domestication elite, would find this deplorable, she sighed deeply and thought, "What a farce, I'm not INTO this". She spun (no pun intended) around reeling from the pain of having ...
Gawk: children. Empty Nest Syndrome and Post Partum Depression weren't enough, she decided on a less visible excuse to gain attention - the delusion of seizures...
Shirl: which were not particularily new to her with this train of thought. After thinking about it for at least 3 seconds, and how advanced humans are in reality, she decided to seek guidance from...
Gawk: her discount therapist who was transitioning to a new career as a professional stamp collector. He disregarded her prognosis as a post stamp of her own sexual issues. She undecidedly concluded that this was just a projection of her therapists on stamp issues, after all, his father was a retired postal worker....
Shirl: who openly hated therapists who used Pez Dispensers and fancy lace underwear. He was saturated in HE-MAN cologne only to....
By Shirl, Gawk & Mutha...to be continued.
Gawk: The music was fastly adapted, and my pantaloons became moist with anticipation. Shall I call the butcher to order more loins?
Mutha: They danced so fastly 'n' furiously, the girls and those skirts 'n' bobbysocks.
Shirl: Ohhh, the modern world's obsession with youth and staying young, pure nostalgia, denial of the aging process.
Gawk: I slathered my cleavage with Revitacel, because these hooters are not getting any younger. Why do men like breasts?
Shirl: Left with her own devices she grabbed her issue of Modern Bride loaned to her from a Jetta-driving industrialist, she looked in the mirror and fantasized about....
Gawk: a primal lesbian who sequestered his love. It was a confusing time to be in love. After they broke up - she got the fuckin' Jetta - they used to call it a piece of shit (POS).
Shirl: On closer inspection, she thought the whole matter mundane and mediocre took over....she scaled the bathroom wall like a spider and...
Gawk: spun eclectic domestic webs over the grout, wondering when this Home Depo-esque theater had be quantified as clean by 3M standards. Or Mom,....
Shirl: as the overseer of domestication elite, would find this deplorable, she sighed deeply and thought, "What a farce, I'm not INTO this". She spun (no pun intended) around reeling from the pain of having ...
Gawk: children. Empty Nest Syndrome and Post Partum Depression weren't enough, she decided on a less visible excuse to gain attention - the delusion of seizures...
Shirl: which were not particularily new to her with this train of thought. After thinking about it for at least 3 seconds, and how advanced humans are in reality, she decided to seek guidance from...
Gawk: her discount therapist who was transitioning to a new career as a professional stamp collector. He disregarded her prognosis as a post stamp of her own sexual issues. She undecidedly concluded that this was just a projection of her therapists on stamp issues, after all, his father was a retired postal worker....
Shirl: who openly hated therapists who used Pez Dispensers and fancy lace underwear. He was saturated in HE-MAN cologne only to....
By Shirl, Gawk & Mutha...to be continued.
Gawk, I thought I was the only man who slathers his cleavage with Revitacel. Wow, great minds think alike, I guess. You rock.