Squandered lepathy; to lepathy or not to lepathy has been considered far too long, and now the point is moot. Mooting of the minds has come, and it's wasting far more than a terrible thing. Sacre bleu, I'm typing already! Where are my manners? They're all wide awake while my womaners are still in bed, I suppose.
Pandering to apathy, appeasing pandas, what's the use? They'll bamboozle you in the end, and you won't be able to woozle your way out.
acne dance - yet another strange garnet strange garnets - they are ye heart
