It empty? You hate it? Throw it a dogging way. Don’t tanker fret it all night in a honker. Man up on it with cowboy ambitions in sunset, a Clintwood-must officely, all hale the big guy!
Layboy? Laygirl? Car loyalty a thing of the shoulder? No waiting longly listening at Moyles wile a pump hogs. Saddle up and you flip him, a deafen right tool gone. Kiss it, my mofo gal lumping!
What’s that sir? What size do I want it? Massive, about cow-big should do it. Smaller horses OK if you pack them in tightly, but it makes saddling tears all the more liking.
Available now in handy instoremints. A hoof here, some donkey clogs later.
What? You dowt it? What makes you all expert? A wise horse to the welder. Stabiling not likely? These matters not my worry you twonker. You buy it now or we make you eat it.
Tantamount!
