She blew my nose 🐽 and then she blew my mind

This marco 🪟 has yet to be ranked 🥊, in the mean while Reverend Al SharpTone, Öüï’s gonna switch, IT!, over to Jackie Alemany’s closet where cute tablecloths are moonlighting as a fashion statement on the JonathanI-still–haven’t-found-that-Cornel—WEST-pretentious-Anarchist-scarfCapehart, where Circe seems to have made her way—in order to crossover to her Island in Ponza, Italy…

Not to be confused with a Texas rodeo.

 

_preliminary evidence suggests that Alemany’s “un-mentionables” had been higgledy-piggily scrambled like Paris likes his mushrooms soup. Héctor off-course,—was knot a muse.

Marco 🖼️ comes courtesy from of : Catálogo générale dei Benni Culturali, and of course, Mamá Meloni.

 

Öüï now returns to “Ella Baila Sola”, with Eugene Daniels.

En la marketa 🐖

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