3 CHEERS

The good find goodness and make a reality of god of the living. We are graced to have evolved on a spinning particle in the universe where light, water and oxygen allow us the rise to the highest species and have ham and eggs for breakfast. Having spelled out previously what it means to be a love child, I represent the lullaby league of your own, living not one second without love.

So I reused those thoughts because too much help = open door for carnally capsizing. Looking at that hunk in the mirror, the boy man doesn't give one thought to why love = practice and practice = vodeo-doe. If you keep one subject sacred so you don't get scared, the old reliable doesn't hurt anyone as long as it gets deployed with finesse.

Getting sick when you finger bang your navel is a carry over of the synapses formed when we're right out of the birth canal - the cord is sensitive to the touch because newborns need to know that they must breathe. We can't override our DNA On-Demand and preferring nature's sippycups persisting non-negotiably.

Fireworks, fellatio and frankfurters - it never gets old. Now blow out the candles, you old country you.