In facing the DAMNATION of the SANGUINE AND WEARY, many people with UNSCRUPULOUS FASHION SENSE and NAKED VICES find themselves practically pleading for THE GARBS AND POSTERS OF THE WISE. You hear their terrible croons, punctuated by the percussive plinking of their COINS and PAYPAL ACCOUNTS in hand: "O! What has been wrought by this TOOL?" And with no ONLINE RETAILERS IN SIGHT, they have to look at pictures of things instead. Everybody's sobbing.
I heard someone describe vivid GREENS, PURPLES, and BLUES pulsing before the MIDNIGHT OF CONSCIOUSNESS, whisking husks in EQUAL MEASURE to both FANCIFUL ELYSIUMS and PLACES LIKE HELL THAT SUCK. What say SOULS TORMENTED upon hearing RUMORS TRUSTWORTHY of VISUAL STIMULI that take SPIRITS MOROSE to the absolute HELLRAISER-LIKE BOUNDS OF PAIN AND PLEASURE but "Lo, I gotta watch these movies!" And then they CLICKED THE LINKS BELOW, and if they LIKED THE VIDEO, then they LIKED THE VIDEO.
NOTHING MATTERS SINCE YOU LEFT THE WORLD HOT SAUCE