In the restaurant

Ate the satan. The rest of the un i verse is sealed outside but no worries, babies, water lily, actr on the pla . We have not got this restaurant but we have fields and brides and vestasians, moineaux, courgettes and the very good minidiscs, the calcium, my room in Thai la n D and so much more to learn now the mad in it is signing out but do not look, here is the screen, it is a monitor, there is your life, the road is free, I love myself, i lust to be, I lit a candle and Sonic Youth get paid to say they recorded "Washing Macionnes" after the release of the gold, the one, the number one, nivea creams and the l' oreal orange of products, the line, the bus, the service to others, your buses, the most holy gol, the bawle, the role, the pussylongue, the penn, the den and us in Marseille, Isle sainte-Helene and The Mos def Cd that my ex-wife stole from me, the Annex, Mos Def, music by Abba-do, The silence, you, erosion of the markets, the roads behind, me, the street..without knives and forks,but some pork but also some almond and soya milk with Uncle Floppies and weetabix...We ain' t lost nothing in coming here for a while, it seems deliverance is sent through the spellckechers, the music, the wind, the rain and Esther......masturabegging in the snow....Bad food in there, guests, anyway, let us forgive its greed, ours has has lemon and Tangerine Dream, spades, base of chess and Alice's best friends, cigarettes I will make in less than three hours laughing on your carpet...and the readers staring at the screen like it sounds like burG eeR. The RAIN