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Sat 6 Aug, 2022 10:14 pm
Candy, is an ancient art, practiced by the Lebanese, prior of Canaan, having had fled to Tyre; their properties in Samaria, sold to those of Judea, the Israelites, hence the improper territories of financial loan were removed from holding and title. Many women were happy, but not perhaps you, a murderous cad, having soon to discover the true intent of candy.
When a man is murdered, by a family, that being the Nobles, even our own in twist and twine, a new piece of candy is created, with your family's name, as an apology. This piece of candy, traditionally a "bar", induces alcoholism, such as with the Jewish peoples having expanded tribes, and "coffee", after a King of Judea (the bad neighborhood, with Nazareth, the Phillistines, and Galilee, the Sumerians).
But what of, the pieces?
Such comes Promenade.
Should you take your bride to be, on Promenade, and there is a candy in the family, you will slay her, and should you survive the accident of sorrow, you will be carved apart, with a hook, to know what that man did last summer.
And then, the candy, will receive a pieces, to cure your alcoholism.
But what of Zagnut, the extraterrestrials from the ocean?
We may have had Zagnut Pieces, but nobody would believe a stag Irish in Chicago, having struck the love of his life, over the moon.
His son, was born to save Boston, a United States President, having returned home.
As for Mars Pieces, we can little say.
Have a shamrock shake for me.