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 63CharlaX63 Entropy

63CharlaX63
63CharlaX63
Entropy
63CharlaX63
63CharlaX63
 Energy is consumed in doubtless strang endeavors a man trues to a love and then hangs on in hopes of someday kissing her anon eye am a white Afrikaner from near the Kenya border eye am filthy with diamonds from the mines eye love to fool the dirty Americans with action like a homeless person eye make them think I'm eating trash so they will not steal any of my diamonds from the mines from off my person. Some people still have problems with a diet they cannot eat some certain substances and even if they decide to just allow some meat it has to be cooked in a special way with a different type of grease. They say it is the gallbladder that will not eat the grease it may even be the thyroid gland they does not process canned ham or even tunaefish. The best thing people can seem to do is eat the Yeasty Beast. The Yeasty Beast does not come in a can or even sold separately it is always fresh it is caught daily and found only at the market place. It is raised as vegetarian. Eye was never prejudiced but after William thought that eye was gay eye have never been friends with others than my kind the alone syndrome is best defense against the homosexuals. Eye ask you how can you be nice to people who want to kill and slay the yeasty beast inside of you before its threw and gone away to just fall to earth and feed some other living things or pleasing others of there kind to be alone is to be a lessor god a minion of the LORD above. When trying to interpret scripture it would be best not to expect it to be found literal but look for spiritual discernment but that does not mean that what is written  does not mean just exactly what it says it does what then. Just eat some more Yeasty Beasty and feel better in the desert where the water is too find the wind will not obey thee the camel is a fossil over time. The time would not allow me to explain each and every fetish the millennium has brought to us the mystics they see an omen in the sky or on a rock or in a piece of toast instead the Yeasty Beasty is an omen of itself it never spoils rots or decays and feeds the host the most without delay of any kind of beouf on clay today. So now we come to time now to reveal the Yeasty Beasty namme to ewe. It's just fish that's right farm raised catfish they have legs some of them are walking catfish and they go from pond to pond some fishermen stop and put them in the car on the way back to the market where the Yeasty Beasty sells and smells of entropy.



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