Wind2868

Escheat Diet

If you write & sing I was probably sent for you by the Lord down this path to heal your wound;s you never knew you had in your brain & beautiful voicebox.

Mike likes Becky frying him Salmon patty, I got those in a jar on the table no one sets at, only me.

I gave Mike all the Ravioli

Deathly tired by harassment for being from Troutdale was a sign we were living in a Nations last days

Last night I strolled by the stove shined my light in a pot hollored out of the room ``What's this in the pot fettuccini'' Chicken alfredo Mike returned have some there sure is a lot left is it any good yeah so I had a cup tonight the y haf rib & mac salad i had meat loaf was guna have pot roast i wanted to eat like four cups of that mac salad i jusy hafd honey and milk a garlic and popcorn

Citizen of Troutdale.