Ascendants,

As the Ferrari students gobbled their facecake I was reminded of an ultrahymn that nuzzled me offcoast in a previous decade. The tonal symmetry of aquamagnetic nourishment brought to mind a temporary smile. It would be a good season. Thus far the paleocybernetic skybones of the earthdirt have been forthcoming (chert, obsidian, caprid, glow, etc.). I can't promise the trend will continue as the tensegrity of the partisans thins. At 172cm we hit protostoria laminations. I guided the fingers of the youth through the crumbleglue while they expressed indifferent glandular inflamation. The volcano is an inverted timecone as you know from cartoons. I wish I could surrender a greater depth of lucidity but the superintendent is spellchecking all my notations. All I can offer is the attached preliminary adjudications.

Especially
- SS PhD

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