Michelle Noteboom

Corny Caper

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Uh oh, there’s stasis in your stance. If the lavatory hasn’t been scrubbed, love won’t make you vibrate. A life of mundane languishing is sometimes harder than wresting a lucky charm to get round cadavers. Remember, armadillos killed quickly make instant shoes. Trysting on the golf course invariably shoots your nerves, though adds color to ripened haunches. Clean your castle on schedule and opt for solo gyration. A new friend meddles loosely with your talent scout.