Calibrating the disjointed observations while sheltering @ home probably needs auditing. Shame on the dishonest proprietor who peacocks when the colostomy bag song comes on. It's another way of saying-- all you need is love isn't the same as all you need is a good fu$k

If success seems magical maybe you're using the wrong prescription. Almost got there last night but then it ran the re-run of Polly-Wolly-Doodle grew into a large sippy cup fantasy and guess what? you really can't get to heaven on the Co19 Express.

Back in the day when Danskin treated faux-foreskin with more respect, you could pass with brain-farts like this. Now in the post-gratify era, we spell because we can and too bad it isn't exactly heaven-worthy.