Friday, March 29, 2013

Pain be gone.

Stars always redeem themselves in the hand of fate.

Winning against time is never a secret of the charm

Hope always produces a winning hand

Never elope without freedom and good will.

Minted leather

Fire in the cup of liberty is not a destroyer

Winning against the harm of another mind is not a bad deal.

Winning against yesterdays sin is a good world for tomorrow.

Never Again... ... ...

Sunday, March 24, 2013

Not a gem

Limited reserve rather neatly builds fealty gleanings

Traded cars never relinquish their formal introductions

Nice heated streets place gold on a flag pole

Banking without charm is annoying to the teller

Revised features never sink

Kissing deceit is incorrect

Likened poetry to affluent handshakes is poverty reduced to payment

Planty ears choose fixed fins

Placey chins never run without firsts

Tokey eyes hurt better fields

Patience never hurts prescriptions.

Yore with slobber is poor necessity

Picky eats shoot few aces

Nice apples never fix tulips

Liups without charm lose interest

Pine cones dance for grass

Bone kin never frustrate fivolity

Individual pride never narrows out

Feet never amaze the natives

Captured literacy only come once

Picking a rose is a genuine event

Just in case of traffic the turnkey emits a warning

Fortunate sons never realize their vestiges

Coded silence never frustrates the resolve.

Predicted hope.

Trayed good is not a bad cause.

Wicked arrays of hope hurt the betterment of justice.

Wisdom hurts no fine hand of good life.

Healing sanity always betters the soul.

Bango.

Power issues spend freely

Juries that seek only betterment miss the rold of careful planning of revision and justice.

Universal neglect of unfathomable remains of electable silence steals from apertures of taste

Pulling a cart of excess hails few realms of teachable courage.

Presented hirelings hurt few justifications.

Closed answers never sail ships.

Tainted veracity never walks without checking it seeping stripe of reluctance.

Played fortunes hurt few orders of wiser choice.

Fortunes of the afflicted correspond to romantic dignities of rehashed correspondence.

Feigned indifference for the holocaust's referrance is widsom without tainted sincerity

Thursday, March 14, 2013

Southern Fried.

Temptation never erases illiteracy.

Weapons that break the apple in half are never exactly a friend to all successful enclaves.

Mustard always really curses the gentlemens bib

Married always solves religious dilemmas

Pouring the chagrin on the olive loaf is never really true.

Walking against the edge of time is usually a truant affair.

Pleasing the end of times is never an answer for your own true immunity.

Wicked always knows the power.

Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Fatuous dreams

Stolen waters of beneficience never waste their time.

Walking alone without a storm cloud is not a problem.

Wisdom hates to be seen as an anchorman.

Hot acres hate the told sign of lost ages.


Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Picking up the lungs.

Tooth decay hurts every seasons mind.

Hurting a hand of hansomness is never the format for a stike against the heart.

Hunting licenses never hurt the day of the mood of a persons trill.

Tasting the frack of frick.

Poor minds love the anticipation of a pin.

Winning the day never means working your own rose garden of indifference.

Wisdom always hears the calling of the wild when it asks for revelation of revision.

Marked hands of tirely toiled prey always hurt the day of the fashion show on the moon.

Monday, March 11, 2013

Taped liberty.

Traction in the clouds never spaces out the heart of time.

Justice always works against the heat of labeled indemnity.

Never Again.

Strong minds never choose good shoulders when the hair pin turn coalesces into blindness.

Mistaken worlds always lose the touch with the innocent.

Winter hurts the dead.

Never Again.

Righting the silent majority.

Joy never remits the payment on happy measures of remaining time.

Hope hurts few walks of treasured youth.

Life always answers the phone of placement.

Tasted silence.

Practicing the perfect hand of time is good for the measured access to tomorrow.

Finding a good mood requires a good diet.

Wanting the wealth to resume its good minting is never a candid reason for fortitude.

Hatred of the apple hurts the charm.

Fisted patience is not exactly a good hand for life.

Mistaken hearts.

Untimely hands hurt few bags of steel.

Bargaining the day of the sunshine levity hurts few revisionist futures.

Never say never to an apple.

Hurt angles hurt few bays of trapped silence.

Altitude sickness.

Music in the afternoon is never hatred in the morning.

Hope for the day is never a challenge for your integrity.

Winning against the odds relates to good austerity.

Handshakes from a higher source always share good moods.

Far Ahead.

Winning the future requires a hand of enlightenment.

With trust, all billows of respect endure.

Winning against the present day ignorance is done with good reading assignments.

Never cast a doubt at the candy corn.


Party simple.

Treatises of neglect never pay the rent.

Happy orchards rarely spin the tell tale sign of revisionist propaganda.

Hope hurts few choices.

Tirades of the feeling of asterisked hugging is never a candid avenue of justice.

Winning against revision never requires answered guilt.

Hope hurt the candid camera of insurrection.

Feelings without useful coined expressions never involve the faith of the day.

Taking liberty without reason never corresponds to intellect and wisdom.


Masking tape

Ornate displays never bring hassles.

Windows without handy issues always brick in the world.

Just causes never break the display of liberty.

Hands without handiness never share the phone with the sampled kingdom.

Hitting a hand of liberty is never a prism of dignity.

Hope always hurts feelings of estrangement.

Friends of liberty see the future.

Fish for dinner

Travesties of the elected speech are never the candid camera of poverty of excellence.

Repeating revisions never stand firm without the memory of a squirrel.

Winning repeats itself.

Bad moods never construct luxury tents

Arrows always pierce the skin of the polling agent.

Never shoot an arrow without the sense of remedial liberty.

Hope hurts few arrows.

Sanity never chooses the bid of right.

Finding the day.

Portions of withdrawn funds always support the charity of the good hand

Winning has its own rewards

Wealth hurts few promised notes

Winning against the hand of terror is never a good worry.

Winning against the world of deceit never stays far from the maxim of psychiatry.

Wisdom hurts few choice words.

Wasted liberty is a fools commitment.

Rats in the skill.

Bidding on the war effort never exacts the end of your needs.

Winning at the game of golf is a good measure for the good year.

Hands on the republic love the egg shell of stardom.

Winning at the golf mansions best year is always a plus society.

Hard hands never hurt the good money maker.

Winning against the hen shop is not that ridiculous.

Hot aces always hear the sound of the blues.

Budding therapists love the imagination of a candy stick

Hurting the world of golf is a ridiculously simple negligence.

Wicked ears lose the payments

Holding a hat to the freedom of your own need is never a stardom of allies.

Withdrawing pain from simplicity never shows the world who you are.

Sunday, March 10, 2013

Teasing the grade

Happiness requires happy minds.

Trust never breaks trust

Revisionist theories never bend until the day is broken by libertys bow.

Photoshop

Tea pots dwell with allies.

Winning requires a poker face and a happy ear.

Holding your own sanity is never a problem for the judge of human affairs.

Sending your own time to the liberty section of reality is usually nice.

Trying to change your lock never amounts to a concern until you break the door.

Testing the day is never that big of a deal.

Faith on the call.

Pittance requires judgement.

Justification always breaks payment on life.

Happiness never controls revisionist agendas.

Hurt feelings heal when justice is served.

Mutant tea.

Hinged realms never choose their futures.

Wicked minds always break the rules.

Hard times never call for revisionist planning. Unless the day is longer.

Finding the solace is relevant to human acheivement.

Faith revises the plan of tearful hands.

Cookie express.

Fire before the storm always hurts the light of day

Hinted aggression never shoots the faith of revisionist time.

Minded candid rectification always hurts the cone of light.

Money never swallows sincerity.

Walking in the door of the ages is never a candid experience.

Want hurts the wallet.

Fitness of the aces never shoots the hand of freedom.

Tasted reverence for time never means righteous assessments.

Fire before the storm never lets the hand out of the sky.

Holding the day to the future is relevant to the pace.

Wanton sinners never change their stripes much.

Finally the future is never the issue for the voices of trust.

Hate intensifies success.

Limitless poverty never shows the future to the saints.

Withdrawn love always shows the hand of fate to the sincere well hours of life.

Fathered greed hates the silent hand of time.

Feality to the rosebush never cuts the hand of revisionist agenda relevancy.

Wanting to fix the world requires a dignity of respective trust.

Well hands always play the fiddle fast.

Good lives always hurt the share of stock once in a while.

No time for strawberry blues.

Winning the day always calls upon the shard of reported dread.

Happiness hurts few candy stores.

Never Again.

Fine diplomas

Tasting liberty with a handshake of affluent revision is never a fortification of skills.

Fortunes never break the day of the right minded soul.

Winning against time is never a hand shake of success.

Hard liners always love the future without a candid camera of silence.

Justice always hurts the mature who has a key of intensity.

Mature hands need more pacifisitic hearings.

Winning the past never requires the pen of religion unless the religion requires the pen.

Perfection of rising events always endures the act of repeating dignity.

Fortunes never square away the hand of totality.

Heard visions always keep the pace of above minded silence.

Wanting to break the bank requires a dignified lesson.

Hand shakes always require a better year.

Finding a patient soul is requiring a new window on time.

Mining your own party of one is never appreciated by anyone but yourself.

Toga partys hate the violent smile.

Tea Change.

Needless bureaucracy is not an excuse for failure.

Winning against the shoreline is never a fascination of the abnormal.

Winning against the shoreline breaks the day of the fatherhood of night

Hands of the few are given special priviledges at the cost of atonement.

Winning against minds of obscure dilemma requires a hand of cost effective handshakes.

Nice hats always love the cost of the war efforts beginnings.

Blessed are the peacemakers. Without which we have no humility.

Hope for the answer to the world is never a common countenance of improven sincerity.

Walking without your hat in the hand of light is never a positive event.

Finished esteem loves the wall of security.

Viewed well.

Foundations of sorcery love the annual eclipse of the moon.

Justifications of the rich always say shalom to the huge affront of lost knowledge.

Justifications of the poor never say shalom to life.

Visitations from intense dignitaries always leave the world more visited.

Mind sweeps are unreal.

Fired handiness always loves the races of treasured business.

Tenth degree black belts never cause a stir often unless they hold their chin too high.

Nice offices always show their time to the poor.



Tired freedom is never full loving truth.

Fire hands of turtle doves rarely shoot the steak knife in an alm of the poor.

Winters dead rarely land in the headlines of your maze of affliction.

Honor at the first light hates yesteryears candid affair.

Mustard seeds with playful lids always close the doors on insane insatiable romances of terrible methods.

Withdrawing ahead of yesterdays angle is rarely a positive event.

Handing the line of reason to the dabbed hand of time is humanities revealed mission to trust in a better buy.

Hope begets findings of improved health.

Withdrawing happiness without a candid affairs choice is not enough for a good mood.

Hot stakes in the candy store are never that visionary.

Peaceniks need company.

Peaceniks hate the affluent choice of a spinnakers dream.

Winning at chess requires hidden moves.

Hope begets the dignity of the choice of yesteryears good mood.


Word games.

Total recall for austerity never dives fast enough.

Withdrawn illiteracy loves its own smell

Hated infidelity loses the charm of distinction.

Wandering space nuts always lose their bearing.

Fancy hands never write the word of failure in their formality.

Winning against the few frauds is never that foolishly scarce.

Never Again.

Boasting Gently.

Icebergs rather certainly lose no liberty on the ice pick.

Hatred of the ignorant is an ignorant way of life.

Blessing the workaholics is never that righteous.

Fanned enthusiasm hurts little property

Properties of the righteous always drink a beer of ascertainment.

Troubled hearts hurt few scissor factories.

Panning out.

Wiping liberty with a cloth hurts the genuine force of enslavement on the etch of insanity.

Vindication for illicit affairs is a good world of betterment.

Wandering mages never shoot reality

Hot sketches of handy armies are usually a good measure for the ballgame of time.

Youth hands always lose voters ears.

Simplicity hurts every hand of elevated esteem.

Walking partly down the brick row of houses remains a candid affair.

Worlds without a poet are not very worthwhile to visit.

Wind tunnel at the super dome.

Holding a gun to the answer of pride is a poor contraption.

Wicked holds on temptation always hurt the watch towers right.

No time for sleazy films.

Winning in chess requires a hand from the good patios of dressing safe.

Tenth office yearly report.

Stacks of liberty always exclaim justice.

Handfulls of batterys never play the rope of life.

Feality of stupid is as poor as it gets.

Fancy poetry in the morning of terror

Jumping trays of patience always love the sky limits.

Homes with the can of steel always leave empty.

Uppity hands never shake freedom.

Ill words rather gently slide under no faith.

Never Again.


Hinted reality always loves the apple farm.

Most hind sight lives to the future.

Pieces of jewelry shine in the sunlight.

Peering into your mothers happiness is wonderfully sane.

Mistakes in the eaves of knowledge break few barriers in the long run.

Revisionists blues

Fishing expeditions enlighten the coin of thrashing hope

Winter has no turnout for choice.

Beaning the day is not a rising event.

Hopscotch in the AM is not really eventful

Justification for the blues requires a lot of meat hooks.

Baiting the hook of integrity requires forms of change

Patriots hand off to the guild of treasured love.

The genie never hands the rope of change

Nations run dry without hope.

Precise watermelons

Heated arguments never solve the door of temporary aim and chilled sampled grin

Teasing the industrial complex serves the farms hands recall for the mood of wrong

Mutations of the forum rarely express the taste that builds the score of repeating hope.

Honor never relieves driven walls

Handed transigence hurts the lost fire

Torah honors never bite the hand that succeeds.

Minutes without luck crack few eggs of pained forays of steel.

Guided chagrin hurts few space labs.

Kings that push carts ruin no forms

Hitting enclaves of good luck presses no faiths

Writing the hand of fiction is never a change for the worse.

Paid vacation suffer greatly without hand cream for the pride.

Readiness for offerings cuts no charged infidelity or hope

Hail stones never dine fast enough for light to take its toll

Fine home in the handy relic of war

Hooked reality never shares

Hooked reason never emulates

Nebulous poetry hurts few fields of maize

Piggy bank surgeons dine with some sunshine

Yolk sacs digest the blues

Joining the snack bar on time is not unusual

Jittery hands do no open hearts

Musical chairs shoot few eyes

Hiding arms rather certainly hopes for rain!

Hives without the coin of tossing fatuous dreams never rules

White freckles never grab the attention of minors

Playing the scalding waters

Burning bunnies never change freedom

Time never hurts oppotunity

Hats without tops never bend time

Batches of illiteracy never dwell famously

Needless trays of hooven expressions do not fix sin

Hearing the voice of an angel dwells finely

Ghostly cards do not bend

Hind sight hardly matters in the resolve of a manic state.

Hot cakes of right mansions of time always keep the score of nubbins of pain.

Mind games never bend the choice of good taste

Juries without hope play fewer words.

Untimed aggression hurts every hand.

Paying the tooth fairy

Hebrew decks grey the sky

Hinted seekng natures feel the triumph at dawn

Hokey pairings hurt time

Star hopes always include news flashes

Visionary honor always eclipses the day of necessity gone sour

Holding right to the light suits fine

Roaming liberty rarely shows the coin to change

Writing horoscopes hurts few mornings

Playing the placard of pain never runs

Jumping taking the bun never turns effort.

Your show is never the wrong side for the match

Hated rights care only for yesterdays find

Hated reason never multiplies.

Removing the hair pin

Feeders hurt extremism.

Bows of justice always walk fireously

Nights with good armies always king the religious space.

Jotting the day of interesting holds always keeps the wind at bay.

Judging the extreme is a fashion show.

Hocus pocus leaves few runs

Ghost players organize big games

Jumping yarn spooks hate the chivalry department.

Hard knocks take few bags that send gifts to the poor

Joining the hand of respective revealed freedom is a party of many.

Trick puppies eat joyously

Musical homes play the score

Talc pads never hold rice

Hidden rights still are beholden.

Tea at the Summit

Teased hope rather reluctantly invites correspondence.

Hatchets of liberty never exist in happy homes.

Winning the game of luxury paint ball is still a killing event.

Good eats

Fear conquers few business degrees.

Hat tricks without a hand of human intellect choose raw deeds.

Stacking the hope against the bedpost of time is illicitly foolish.

Nothing revises the trust as much as a coin of liberty.

Saturday, March 9, 2013

The leaves turn green.

Sincere appreciation for the form of tomorrow never goes unheard.

Wisdom hurts few baking rallies.

Wealth never changes hands in the childs forum of statehood.

Trying times never change the literacy rate.

Fixed beliefs hurt few choices.

Solace never pays the back spin on success.

Higher cliffs always attract jumpers.

Joining a good cause is always due.

High fives for the issue that never corresponds to placement of trust.

Justice for a better way of walking is never a big deal for the trees.

Pin cushions always look better when they are full.

Joining the best hour of youth is a good measure.

Time never breaks the fortress of the happy mind.

Tastes of True Merit.

Judges never leave the side of human dignity.

Hope never changes the words to the future.

Wisdom hurts no souls endeavors.

Handy attacks on the judgement of the dignified is a crime punishable by life in prison.

Hurting the hand of liberty is a fools parade.

Working against reason is never a good measure for light interests.

Working against liberty hurts your averages all the time.

Paradise gained.

Time never heals the wound of the merriment of illicit affairs.

Justice always begs the priest.

Winnowing the hail of ingenuity is never a candid event.

Wealth hurts the altitude of success.

Finally the hand of liberty has a good home for good folks.

Withdrawing a good mood from childs fiction is never a handy job.

Justice without methodology breaks the prism of painful encounters.

Fishing in the street of has been luck hurts no skeptical hand.

Winning the hanging chad of success is a carpeted event.

First hands always shoot from the hip.

First merits never lose the ship of war.

Courage remits the promise of an army of many

Winning the hope of humanity is an all day event.

Fitness for the property of human acheivement is never a fools time.

Forums never leave the yard of leadership.

Fine healing and good bones.

The cone of freedom rarely chooses gold shoes for its breaking moment.

Tasty hands always love the hand of firmness on their shoulder.

Withdrawn funds never choose the broccoli car of life.

Winning in the horse dip race car challenge is never a tray of liberty or poverty.

Winning against the horse dip race car automobile challenge relates to tomorrows gold.

Paying the prudent for wisdom is a good day in heaven.

Winning at the game of golf when the air is temerate is a good day in the happy earth day surprise.

Headed to heaven? Get a good baseball glove for the temperate day of sorcery.

Without a candid camera, who would play golf unassisted?

Hurt temperate climates always hurt the candid empire of greed.

Handed lions always shoot the end of days for a rock.

Hurt liberty loses every day of silence.

Hope really loves a good football game.

Friday, March 8, 2013

Written eulogy for the broken.

Hatred of the emotional loses all dignity.

Winning in your extreme neglect never means setting your own faith on fire with pagan interests.

Joining a world of esteem relies on human assistance.

Revealing your own hatred of the physians of true standing are always the prism of hated elopement from minted atonement.

Fine jewelry hates the world of its own faith.

Never Again.

Tragic enemy hand.

Horse meat never means well.

Winning in the game of field hockey never means a harness of happiness for the animal of indignity.

Forever the earth will strike Shalom.

Safe Advice.

Fools paint paradise with a can of beans.

Painstaking libraries are worth every dime.

Never trust a fool with the gold of your choice.

Finding a good year of pain is never a good year of finds.

Treasured advice from a stranger never comes at a price.

Withdrawing a hand of liberty from the service of your own dignity is hard work.

Hatred of the blessed is hardly normal.

Justice for the pac man era.

Total feelings of obscurity happen when the just are paved in golden brown silence.

Justice always follows the information ages wisdom and pennance.

visiting the phone booth of reality never hurts the obscure find their wind.

Tiny Elephants.

Saying you can shoot the wind is never enough to convince the poet to write your name in his day.

Without a food store of happiness, the world never really produces a winning hand.

Touchdowns without a blessing are still a big deal.

Mustard Seeds with tiny eyes.

Wrong hinderances of time always perfect their own dance but without the prism of integrity.

Holding your own candle to joy loses the esteem of the friend of liberty.

Fine hands never look back at the change of obscure methods.

Winning against moderate frauds always contains a hearing aid of indifference.

Total destruction of the soul never happens in the whole world of human pleasing treasures of time.

Winning without your own name being besmirched never matters when the light is in your eyes.

Tonnage replied to war.

Tariffs on the unknown are never totally promising.

Withdrawn affects hurt the happy minded but never withdraw their own poison without the choice of revealed pride.

Trust in a happy mind is never the cornerstone of evil.

Phonation.

Mustard finds always contain the element of discretionary happiness.

Honor emits a courage to change hearts.

Finding your own contentment always triumphs in the home.

Wording the arrow of strength sometimes loses the cantina of payment.

Forces of wisdom never change the word of the relevant to life.

Faith always produces happiness.

Winning in the halls of indifference is never an intellectual win.

Finding your own football game on the day of your acceptance to good will pays off big time.

Never send a squirrel to do a horses job.

Withdrawn funds from the tank of harmony are rarely the use of a blessing of justice.

Tying the day

Treasonous mindsets rarely use the canopy of success.

Needs that really emulate dignity always contain the excitement of real change.

Foster parents rarely use their childrens baking soda.

Marksmanship in the elevated intellectual departments always uses the first graces of human intellectual pursuit.

Faith hurts few strawberry patches.

Nine inch nails hardly survive a hurricane.

Time again

Ratified happiness loves the rope of change.

Pleasure is never a contageous species.

Universal happiness never means ill will.

Placards of trust rely on reasonable demands.

Winning the conversation is never an ideal loss.

Worrying about poverty uses the ignorance of the day to befriend its own silence.

Work in the troubled hand of time is really out of the world of change.

Trusting in a happy feeling never means hurting the time of reactive dignity.

Patience always shows fire.

Mint hands always steal ships.

Strong words are always computed in the good mood department of trust.

Practicing a new art of reality is usually justified by time.

Withdrawing liberty from freedom always stares in the space of silence and impenetratable terror.

Walking without a candid interest in life is a fools day.

Work for a good measure is always trusted by a winning hand.

Minds always remove the cleanliness of obscurity from the world of the damned.

Temptation never removes its hat to silence.

Mindsweep

The lamplight of obscurity is never a candid affair.

Phonation of human dignity is never an insufferable event.

Cards of readiness always slice the hand of the insurmountable aim.

Winning in heaven requires a blessing of eternal satisfaction.

Blessed are the happy moods of peace.

Thursday, March 7, 2013

Tiny molecules of happiness

Trained owls love to eat lots of little mice fast.

Mistaken identities never shoot the payment on the broccoli express

My way never lost its adage but never wanted the will of the little feet of sworn illigitimacy.

Never Again..




Finding a trap for the challenge of tomorrow requires much sleep.

Hints of your own pessimistic earnings never transpire in the eye of the sword.

Justice for the penny is not a very efficient way but still a care taking excitement.

Wisdom hates to be written away from its candid source but still likes the soul of the remaining few

Holy water needs more wisdom.



Choosing the good way in life.

Fire without siding sometimes hurts cancelled checks of trust.

Withdrawn funds from a permanent access point always run the gamut of extraudinary to indecent.

Fish without shape have no pond.

Mustard on the bun of stanzas of time is a hard sale.

Older hands love to stay put.

Feeding hints love the play of the realm of the day.

Justice never forgets the few

Joining the day never means dogma.

Praise of G-d is an enlightening experience.

Justice never blows out the candles on the cake of life.

Blessings always shoot the anger in the foot when it breaks the rule of happiness.

Never Again.

Paying my rent

Trained homes always come up with more money.

Wisdom never shapes the heart of the express train of time

Honor in the morning is an ounce of ketchup for the fries of life.

Withdrawn happiness always loves the scrutiny of the elephants eye.

Time heals all wounds of excess

Winding down always hurts only the television program.

Finding the future is excellent.

My G-d is true to American Life.

Blessed are the cheese makers for they will eat well.

Generous hands always love the merit of takig the life of human acheivement and pushing it ahead a few more notches in the day of trust.

Billing the day

Featured electable hands always choose time

Fortunes never break the hand of silence.

Bad arms always shoot the wind

Wind never checks the time

Suffering servants always check their watch.

Hope in the morning is never a candy stick of express love.

Time pieces never check themselves.

Hurt offices hate the liberty of the screwtop of negligence.

Fields of dreams hate the surface of yesterdays gold.