they are as stupid as one of those ridiculous AI pilates adverts.
Or anyone who does pilates when there's wood to chop for the old cold dyin' ones...
'pon Errock ill...National Park back then.
And poor Oggle for puttin' a red squiggly line under 'pilates' because you don't dignify it with a Capitalisation...
When in fact it's the end of civilisation.
Right....now... how on EARTH does one get the energy of the last sevenish days, into even one book.
Never mind an obscurantist arty page, designed to show up how the lippy so called performance artiste, even if she was a Serb..
Was merely playin' with your labia
And in fact true art is.... well..... of late.
And only one is to blame.
And her lil' red dot.
But even if it will be devoid of place - for sure, name and any so called identifying features (As he demands that, all he knows is the back door out of his preppie)
to becont
