Daytime is the new zen garden. Somnolence avoids this place thanks to the blockage made possible by bedazzling breaks, movie matinees and the absence of the lesser of two evils as your choices.

Eye jizz ?? now ?? Just as the story was nearing the climax and this super-star was Drew Peacock practicing his acceptance speech, the eye gets all red & cloudy and, wait 'til you hear this - - the fixer didn't work at all this time. OK, go see Dr. Larry who at least may be able to get what's goin' on or maybe one-step better - - Sheppard. So skipping to the finale, we're making an app't tomorrow and let's call the whole thing off
my d's better . .
and that's the name of that tune
N E X T.

You may have noticed that it never gets dull or boring here but shazam, this geriatric routine is not my favorite. You take a stick of bamboo
I light the night-lights, being bronskied, O'ing under the stars and getting back to the high-plain when endurance counted and suckle wasn't just the past tense of pleasure.

Not every back story needs to be glaumed. Blue Zoners say 2 'jacs a week = longevity. Can you spell permanent hall pass?