Oh glory of glories! Oh heavenly testament to the eternal majesty of God's creation.
All this praying to false idols has gotten me hungry. Oh, here's untimely death! I was wondering where it flew, leaving me to vitiate in my own hedonistic petulosity (recall, death is the sugar that makes life oh so sweet!).
Someone's basal ganglia seems to functioning less assertively (most likely due to the imbibement of a certain water AND fat soluble molecule that not only readily penetrates the blood brain barrier, but further excites the inhibitory pathways of the brizain) This young and speciously brave upstart has made a challenge to established hegemony, nonetheless.
Enough is Enough. There are no hours I do not dominate. However, Omkar does appear ready and waiting to devour my innards. (Please, my immune system is already pumping out killer t cells as if they were goin out of style. I also eat innards, not to mention Frosted Mini-Wheats, albumin and dipthongs for breakfast.)
