i wish to express that i have been reading er bloggy wog and it has an impression that once looked sooner i ate the catapillar tha i sent to habbitat on my foot for you see as it got darker there was no need for the eagles leg to fly on my but then like i am not dancing to the yellow ballon the kids were a mistake because of all the manolo and jeeeeeeeeeeeeeez and shit and like i was dying and the kids should have come in an order not so different from my own and aye she is very popluar on the queenzone and everyone the breasts i wish not like a salmon and crunchy it never was swapping with noal and myself we decide to get a life
vishnu frazzled all the jesus gyppsy foods along my path vishnu is life of myluv and getting on the horse highing i am high shoot the camel and sometimes i am not dell i was carried by an abulence and it gave the food of life me thinks i die and GET OFF he said a train FREYA
Can someone translate this for me? I think the man was high when he wrote it. Then again, I've talked to some pretty high people that made more sense than this guy.