Whatever it is, resolve it before entertaining the notion to factory reset the calypso. Not every event forces us to be 12 stepped. Presolve. Sign on to flow the imagined snapshot. It remains flawed but favorable with much more to getty than to presolve.

Boredom lacks the endurance to make any headway into here. Our zen-ness exhausts boredom stalking outside the gate like a bolted chain straining from the powerful lunges of the possessed bull mastiff. If boredom is supposedly what remains after passion goes, I suppose our passion is such a tough life to improve upon that it remains undented and undaunted. Grateful for the equivilization of all day chubbies with all recovery all the time relegating lust to the back bench.

We've bastardoed 999 in the attempt to dramatize how good it feels here that perhaps a paradigm makeover might be suggested. Eff that lame do-over. Passion involving making out and the rest of the best isn't generated by Cialis and alcohol; they just hitchhike on to passion and deliberately perpetuate the longstanding go-to. . .O Time {ta-da}. Still 999 'round here.