HE NEVER STOPPED HAVING A CIGAR

somebody snuck into my house while i was locked in sleep. i know what they were trying to know. it's where i do research. at my job, there is research far in a lobby of ours. am quite simple as a rod of will thru the jelly, which doesn't stay put. i quit my job. i haven't stuck my hand out to light the stove to burn my money work. but i will. still eat it or patch it up to eat. repair my eater and my fuel container. take sips from it. boy or girl. down the street. who's your husband. tryer.