mad mad mad lib

One of these days I’m going to go to (a barn) and drink (Scorpion bowls) in a (loft) café.

I’ll watch all the (computers) go by, and have (soft) conversations about (anarchy) and (Rimbaud). Then we’ll go to dinner at a (Mexican restaurant) and eat (chicken with mole sauce) and later we’ll take a long walk through the (Native American) neighborhoods with all the (lamps) (skating) out on their front stoops, (sighing).

It will be so (hateful) and I’m sure I’ll never forget how we (slept) all night long, holding (toes).

It was the most (aggravating) time of my life.

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