Tuesday, April 10, 2012

In the Afternoon (On-Going Summary of This Week’s Nap Dreams: Sunday - Tuesday)



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The rastor risen el olde mamafesta twad the plethyhedron in wickerstiltz solemn on a usapping pappery all in untwadled space – a chairum oldenstyme porpoised to the bray: shell’d she’ll still be there alarums foreskinn’d at the knee, pantyplastered with neospomade.

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Toothshakes and wanderjest, an askewing of the the quandary laid bare and askewed again; memori by two old ladysnipes on the trammel besotted by the quaguard with dead med dirtyfacade across the brow by boxed luxury and tombling squats.

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Trufluffle deathparch – in 0 by line by linney – a spanck by the whole maxmillianian autosystems dirty as rosh, a plankorea angle of sound lag goosehap’d a flingerling upstart by tortured penis butter: disdancful tward nine-sprinting watching or undergoos’d gallop gallant.

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