Jump Rope Petty

I could put an arrow on it, but don't read this, and don't click that. Johnson conscious! Love that line. Curious bystander army, either looking down for signs of non still life or the bouncing balls of the cocktail internal on tilt, stoked not by what, but what not, can no soothing come within? Girls are as dirty as those tiny pointillistic fingerprints on skeeball rows, and you boy, and what of it? They always think it'll be robots or aliens, jesus with a flaming sword. Amazonia as a sugar and soybean plantation. Enjoy. Breathing.