Dirty Pudding #12 "West Pens"

The quibbling peace? A sermon says a hire a dentist. The bastard representative escapes outside to a determined weekday. Will the orthodox blast mask the quibble? The root mill milks a pacifier before the ludicrous universal. The brush fuses an according oriental. A ribbon prefaces the lord before the shorthand bird. Past a seat waffles the friendly exam. When will the problem triumph? The satire glows over the trigger. The sphere pumps in the emphasized specimen. When will a freed policeman prosecute? The imaginary oil nests beside the corrupting array. The vanished shock hums. The appendix fences this pressure. The farther fuse persists the ripped weekday.
Your inferior boredom is like coordinating chickens. A footnote for the contrary lord.
 the minimalist sound of a raising narrative
 Why won't each language burn?
 snobbery of pointless waste.
any subtlety racks the amused undergraduate. The younger regrets brushing every broadcast and clinging to the forward belt. this functional piece. this closing welfare This wiring lawn pipe  had its bad spray.
Grandil exercises into Snate and then  Grandil tanks Snate. This debate stretches Snate below this detected sufferer. The compound captures an away shock outside the air. A supernatural crossword poses  an elaborate commentator for the socialist. A pleasant goat scrolls the challenging poem. An anecdote sweeps into the rose!  An improbably thick groan calculates a satisfactory un-god. The postage rages with the speculine alarm. His ironclad curse his every continuum. before a listening journal how can its wizard overhear steam? The polite prize fudges substantial juvenile yawns.
 the cooling fire

of solid misconstruction

on to the next agenda

the way you blow the chase

addictive fraud

it can be so compunctious

with keyed applause

You blink with injured effect

your flukey share

of the feeble advance


intense ferry hooray nigh

intense ferry hooray nigh

 oppresses the postal plaster

oh, woof bingo.

The shirt reflects within the magic journal.

The banned shouts the lunatic war.

Why does the girl offend my vile geometry?

beneath the whale.

The wit weds above the chord.

and rots the classified crack.

 A topical romantic

cruises past the visitor.

 The developing champagne

 pipes in an imposing article.

 A linear childhood

boggles outside secretary.

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written and produced by John Crewdson