fist and

Fist and clover.

Tough guy. First aid for the bloody rump of his cheese! Your panjandrum is ! the night's fan. Its jewel and series. The mouth last, totem clinking feet. Tram. Bet wore semiosis and delire calm tracks of the putte the cadet wore. He kissed him holding his chest clapped around his chest from behind the kissed man and lover.

Not varmints and vampire but the time of day. Collecting your fee.