Many a stirring magic carpet ride began with rack and penis steering.

Maybe it's just a latent backpacker-thru-Europe thing or spending a little too much time digesting some rail/tour packages knowing full well I'm a camp-at-home kinda guy. But images of traveling through space trigger thoughts and that awareness thing is like an industrial strength tampon for absorbing it before thinking about it. Great minds pull that rope or maybe it's great mimes.

Just in: Did I take something that is miraculous? It's called treatment and TYSJ it's working.
here I sit in adulation
2hots and a cot
nothing about lactation
now am I considered checked-in ???

If you're giving this a not again ! label, it's part of the CHECK-IN if you're living day2day, you record for reference purposes. Just because it arouses you, this is still done for posterity (and a little bit rock 'n roll). la-la-lah-la-la-lah