Conrad
by Playa. In my ass I hear, the book about me will be short, funny and in a soft interwoven... The necrologist is called... has licked himself green. I went down until it dried up. Now what was lying down became salad, and the tongue bright green.


Conrad
History had a continuation. I forgot about my tongue until I cleaned my ears with cotton sticks. He diluted them diligently. have cleaned. I looked at the green stick. I looked in the mirror...
I think of my own vanity and simplicity.