Unable to land, he had idled to rise from a baby’s death canoe in the de Gama Canal. His arrival was not silented by the studious. They sleepwalked away from the Pacific and he straightlined around in the dry. He couldn’t fly. Be he did. He learned how. Before he knew it, he was consuming infinity and nearing the checkpoint where a large German circler moved alive kinetic, black, three knots deep. Everybody was gone when he pushed down on a prearranged ladder on the roof and ran flaccid to the dirt path, where trucks were highbeaming. Night before yesterday was his seventh brithday. What a future, he said. I’ve regressed. Less, I’m impotent and kind. Does the dousing never begin?
The other night we roundered a woman, a prim named Gina Jean. It was in a condo near the Florida and Georgia split. The air conditioner was hot and dry. Jean was armed and bare of horse. We had knives, and I heard this man above the soda fountain and took vengeance on him. I told the girls to stand their knives up. In a clearing was her faithful cuckold, loose above a colt humpback, clothed. One of the girls had sucked on the blue in the clearing so the horse was kickstomping far from us with the man above him. The horse seemed to be agitated, having had his first repulsion with the man.
Unable to land, he had idled to rise from a baby’s death canoe in the de Gama Canal. His arrival was not silented by the studious. They sleepwalked away from the Pacific and he straightlined around in the dry. He couldn’t fly. Be he did. He learned how. Before he knew it, he was consuming infinity and nearing the checkpoint where a large German circler moved alive kinetic, black, three knots deep. Everybody was gone when he pushed down on a prearranged ladder on the roof and ran flaccid to the dirt path, where trucks were highbeaming. Night before yesterday was his seventh brithday. What a future, he said. I’ve regressed. Less, I’m impotent and kind. Does the dousing never begin?
The other night we roundered a woman, a prim named Gina Jean. It was in a condo near the Florida and Georgia split. The air conditioner was hot and dry. Jean was armed and bare of horse. We had knives, and I heard this man above the soda fountain and took vengeance on him. I told the girls to stand their knives up. In a clearing was her faithful cuckold, loose above a colt humpback, clothed. One of the girls had sucked on the blue in the clearing so the horse was kickstomping far from us with the man above him. The horse seemed to be agitated, having had his first repulsion with the man.
yay my friend Joan!!!!
the second vid should be called ‘Lidel Bubble Bath’ ( Lidel is a german super cheap food and randon stuffs store thats in europe, not sure if you guys have it in the US?)
on a side note thats not her in the bath, i know whos in the bath too hehe
yay my friend Joan!!!!
the second vid should be called ‘Lidel Bubble Bath’ ( Lidel is a german super cheap food and randon stuffs store thats in europe, not sure if you guys have it in the US?)
on a side note thats not her in the bath, i know whos in the bath too hehe
the only thing she has at the mo is is http://www.mart.ie/index.php/artists/j-l/joanhealy/
on the mart site. if anyone is in dublin look out for the Livestock performance nights she runs with friends (no site yet, that i know of)
the only thing she has at the mo is is http://www.mart.ie/index.php/artists/j-l/joanhealy/
on the mart site. if anyone is in dublin look out for the Livestock performance nights she runs with friends (no site yet, that i know of)
Those underwater bubble farts are frothing her bath. Word.
Unable to land, he had idled to rise from a baby’s death canoe in the de Gama Canal. His arrival was not silented by the studious. They sleepwalked away from the Pacific and he straightlined around in the dry. He couldn’t fly. Be he did. He learned how. Before he knew it, he was consuming infinity and nearing the checkpoint where a large German circler moved alive kinetic, black, three knots deep. Everybody was gone when he pushed down on a prearranged ladder on the roof and ran flaccid to the dirt path, where trucks were highbeaming. Night before yesterday was his seventh brithday. What a future, he said. I’ve regressed. Less, I’m impotent and kind. Does the dousing never begin?
The other night we roundered a woman, a prim named Gina Jean. It was in a condo near the Florida and Georgia split. The air conditioner was hot and dry. Jean was armed and bare of horse. We had knives, and I heard this man above the soda fountain and took vengeance on him. I told the girls to stand their knives up. In a clearing was her faithful cuckold, loose above a colt humpback, clothed. One of the girls had sucked on the blue in the clearing so the horse was kickstomping far from us with the man above him. The horse seemed to be agitated, having had his first repulsion with the man.
Those underwater bubble farts are frothing her bath. Word.
Unable to land, he had idled to rise from a baby’s death canoe in the de Gama Canal. His arrival was not silented by the studious. They sleepwalked away from the Pacific and he straightlined around in the dry. He couldn’t fly. Be he did. He learned how. Before he knew it, he was consuming infinity and nearing the checkpoint where a large German circler moved alive kinetic, black, three knots deep. Everybody was gone when he pushed down on a prearranged ladder on the roof and ran flaccid to the dirt path, where trucks were highbeaming. Night before yesterday was his seventh brithday. What a future, he said. I’ve regressed. Less, I’m impotent and kind. Does the dousing never begin?
The other night we roundered a woman, a prim named Gina Jean. It was in a condo near the Florida and Georgia split. The air conditioner was hot and dry. Jean was armed and bare of horse. We had knives, and I heard this man above the soda fountain and took vengeance on him. I told the girls to stand their knives up. In a clearing was her faithful cuckold, loose above a colt humpback, clothed. One of the girls had sucked on the blue in the clearing so the horse was kickstomping far from us with the man above him. The horse seemed to be agitated, having had his first repulsion with the man.
yay my friend Joan!!!!
the second vid should be called ‘Lidel Bubble Bath’ ( Lidel is a german super cheap food and randon stuffs store thats in europe, not sure if you guys have it in the US?)
on a side note thats not her in the bath, i know whos in the bath too hehe
yay my friend Joan!!!!
the second vid should be called ‘Lidel Bubble Bath’ ( Lidel is a german super cheap food and randon stuffs store thats in europe, not sure if you guys have it in the US?)
on a side note thats not her in the bath, i know whos in the bath too hehe
does joan have a website? i couldnt find it anywhere! wanted ot link it but couldnt
does joan have a website? i couldnt find it anywhere! wanted ot link it but couldnt
the only thing she has at the mo is is http://www.mart.ie/index.php/artists/j-l/joanhealy/
on the mart site. if anyone is in dublin look out for the Livestock performance nights she runs with friends (no site yet, that i know of)
the only thing she has at the mo is is http://www.mart.ie/index.php/artists/j-l/joanhealy/
on the mart site. if anyone is in dublin look out for the Livestock performance nights she runs with friends (no site yet, that i know of)