Loism Raw Ibin Lozelle Dmf King

First off or should I say blast off piccolo screams confused as a hog’s cough…Laughs aren’t rare as the pride of one’s past.

Traveling down a dark windy road apparently windy isn’t the word I was thinking so I guess this road was in a valley because at first I was thinking of winding with curves but realized it must was the wind because of the way it’s spelled anyways it leads to basement humor told in laundrymat style.

When the tables flipping and the chicken sticking sometime you gotta slow grind with a pork rind this time seconds and minutes vandalized in a basement of storytelling in audio cinematic laundry matic fashion.

In the thick of purple moons and honor, no sleep was granted to those that were not Randomites and though the skin of the chicken that layeth in the grease the longest shall be the darkest, my caravan of caribou protected by realms of the storytelling style of the Laundrymat that baste in the juicy guts of basement humor.

Hambone heard that his mother was gonna buy him a mockingbird but sadly didn’t foresee that the mockingbird wasn’t going to sing so in return Hambone’s mother bought herself a diamond ring and now with hindsight it’s easier to see that the ring wasn’t going to “shine” because all along there was a plot for a bottle of wine that she drank in the bathroom of the laundry mat telling stories of basement humor.

Dearly beloved We are gathered here today to celebrate with Loism and Raw as they proclaim their love and commitment to the world. We are gathered to rejoice, with laundrymat storytelling and for them, in the new life they now undertake together in the form of basement humor.