Saturday, April 27, 2013

Maybe Only Parise Understand Parise

Parise, your interview was so easy. Speak the word, ice time ice time. Your sport is the most expensive, so that means that you are the best, right? Hockey hockey come to me. Let's ride a hobby horse for two with little pink and blue cowboy hats on. It is okay to be strange if it means that the smile stays on your face. Playoffs so messy, but your look is so suave. How is it to be so almighty and have such fright at the same time? I support your worth and work to keep off your girth. Do not sacrifice for artistry, be cardboard and brutally handsome. Opposite of me, YOU are the authority. Suter comes in a dream and finds a diamond ring actually. It is rule over the "cool" that is baseball. It is okay if that door shuts. My favorite sport was always hockey, but I must admit that I have watched FOOTBALL more, especially of late. Being part of a crew of two is the way to be. Let us have a wedding ceremony for hockey and football in a basement of the Vatican (witchery). The divorce is the source Baseball and the whole Mauer chain. Funny, doesn't he look JEWISH? I try not to tell tales out of school, but let's stick with the kids who are REALLY COOL. People who have had enough of deceit toward me and support of the lies of society and my family. Maybe they just boiled me in oil at Target Field, but I supported a win anyway. The hatred of MN towards me is so severe, it is hard to sit here. My true buddhist heart glows blood read and that is what my Rinpoche said the moment he touched my prayer cord and laced my white tara around my neck. He prepared me for WAR that was unprecidented even in all of witchery imagery. I think his mind center glows yellow white today as he is proud of the way I lace YOU TWO in an eternity that does not contain a wedding gown, but rather a RHINO strength of greatness and security.

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