Michelle Noteboom

Sagging Tarot

Avoid forest fires and unified cooking sounds: toots, booms & bells, cool pools of bones and tubes. Bellicose tuna fantasia, a quest for moments sufficient to build a world of desire. Eggs and mints alone never harm your head. Please also avoid stationary breathing on days when forcing brusque trap oven doors is dolorously easy. Like ants, dare to hibernate during real life. No use settling for a facsimile of pig cheeks.

Soggy haggis in the pot is addressed as gooey fare in the hand. Mete out jello in echoes and cries, lungs disqualified for posterity. Sit ratty in a highly unpolarized dimension. Male menopause perchance? Calculate molting vicinity and comingle ever and anon. If the deal smells of protein it’s too preposterous, so continue to cosign your mandible at any price. Touting your penis won’t bring you fortune, but an appraising busybody might quell the posse.