Drive-By Handies. Like the N'Orleans boys bragged emetically, you could drive up to a window and leave with a hurricane or a scorpion. This ride gets you to a better place.

The vacant parking slot heightens the explanation of why 999 isn't high enough. The power of the undropped dish coupled with the kbhing = JBF reprised. It juxtas with an unscheduled spruce-up that caused some throw-away guff.

Why it comes out this way does some justice to stick to the topic, which in our case is feeling the difference when the nerve vapors clear. Less body ache more body snake; leverage denial into a legit smile and erase phone number for abby dental that's locked in the brain with something less excremental, like some brandy on the next drive-by.