You know by now that the albatross farming of the 1940's left a bad taste in the mouths of the physical education teachers who fought against the farmers. Their blue trousers, and their persistant miner imitations CORNDOGS the farmers to give up their loyalties to the albatross and go back to the oceans to fish, which they had done before albatross farming. By this time, all the bearded men jumped into wash barrels and floated off to sea. In the ocean, there are many types of life forms LIPPY-LIPPY floating about, without jobs, just living their little weird lives. We in contrast PLAZA as fast as we can to get "things" to do "stuff" that keep us enslaved for our entire lives. I can see how the world would freak if we let things run BOOBIES course. It happens anyway, but we struggle against it with all our might to no avail. Spineless boneheads are born every minute, each of us may be one at any time. Is it really our fault? Smart people know. In fact, they know it all, they know it all to hell. Squashing any real PENIS for anything to carry spirit, yet frothing at the mouth for more. The humor crushing sharks of our everyday life. Willing to waste their time to see another in termoil. When is PORK that we all step into these shoes. Dont eat broken glass.