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Here's to misting you up for as long you're breathing.
Here's to pulling back the tarp and then putting it back again.
Here's to the absolute stain that it lay upon.
Here's to White Phosphorous & the history of alchemy.
Here's to neo-con textual obscurity in Canton Ohio.
Here's to soon’s we get there poppin a squat, beggin for a scent
a ya.
Here’s to Drenched spectral boombox all a-sparkle ‘neath a falls.
Here’s to don’t go chasin bling dripped out the window.
Here's to Sorry the pagination keeps shifting that's A4 / letter for you.
Here’s to the stain that you watched form beneath me.
Here's to the crunch in the Quick/Dream 'fo-mmercial.
Here's to the HXII-powered commercialized cream.
Here's to the glowing white staff of Othello.
Here's to your face, copied often and pasted.
Here's to well hm and the mandated episodes.
Here's to your blisters and the banality of reach.
Here's to filling up while I'm starvin my baby.
Here's to roping off its claws and swallowing them
backwards.
Here's to the sewage and its straw that we're sucking.
Here's to Strategic Financial Solutions.
Here's to their one-way parade past the cottage.
Here's to exhaustion: we were Mysting – LIVE FREE.