pumalife
I already wrote about this marvelous topic. my own visage is flaking off my very eye. falling to the table, resting beside my beer and keyboard. why have you forsaken me flake. may you be frosted, cold, tempered or truly ripened with a cold dark desire of passionate infatuation. be gone, go away. enough for today. a new word i say hooooray!
come to my my friend, this french fry is dripping with juicy flakes. begin to start with another paranormal experience. that we are all flaking with this ripe duty. now begin to combine the essence of your flake with two more. you will have a conspiracy of flake. the flake conspiracy is a force to be reckoned with.