"Give him a break mum it is the holiday season after all"

"Oh my god Jim, its snowing"

and most of it seems to come up from the mirror from the gun barrel which politicians trade to tax the system of progress from poverty, so be content with life as you've got little chance to fill the pen with ink unless the liquid

so fill the glass with your mouth as the liquid flows down the smoke rises to green clouds of ozone enabling our cellular existence to decay as the glass compounds to gravities pressure.

That would be the way

it is on this christmas

Day in 92.