Everyday Yeah one-thousand two-hundred and twenty-two

My telephone is a 13:45 clock phase wrapped in black suede. Roll twelve barrels into a corner and laugh at them if they’re fill with shined, chromed, fish darts. Yeah woke me at 1:13am and said, “Throw chainsaws at the ping pongs.” I saw the fat ankle on the bus. He said, “I’m sore. I twisted myself. It feels like a dog is in my dog.” Yeah said, “I once bought a horse and it came with a man.” Fat ankle said, “I know the guy who comes with the horse. I sometimes play basketball with him.”