Mountain man, we salute you from across the river styx. I am on the other side but sending good feeling and magical Klonopin. You are a dear and honorable guy. Take care.
I am in exile. There is a girl being made in tiny strokes with powerful breasts which peak in the direction of the heavens. Her eyes are glorious in lightness, a Eutruscan spiritualist, a congueror. Many will surround her dance in theatrical fervor. Next we discuss hand jobs of a punitive nature. Deprevation of the flesh as medicinal gesture. there is more to come, so to speak.