& full of it… more than an amount of pending mendings with hat & a heartsworthfull we slide you through the sides on our most recent dockside journey in paradise
fuckin’ Goddamned or fucking fuck if i fucking know… short slice… long splice… good thing i have got the book or haven’t an absolute clue on what to decide on in this particulared case in time
produced daily… dousing to dosing dosi doing at a quick stop spot at load of homegrown sans egg… dripping change as we gather to & quickly move forwardly on
slave to the rhythm or welcome to my world… again & again & with the jury still out on that one… with the artist still palatable hand in hand … we prep, paint, prep, paint, prep… well you get the picture
Mr Jones your locker please… penniless pleasure or purely pittance we’ll pay for a piece or three of new aged stainless & add spiffy along in a jiffy to the account
safety check… fresh flares, documents, extinguishers, required emergency flotation devices… etcetera etcetera at dockside moorings enhance the included this time… with backdrop
got pulley… if you can’t fix it, break it, figure it out, break it again then for suredly fix it for well something like the 5th or sixth time
still life with mango… overgrown, onion coupling tomato with garlics & an easily too sidetrackable raceboat side.. choppin’ & tossin’ the menu slides not so surprisingly to the divertuous
ahhhh sailing… stunningly and in the lead as knots, yachts, clubs, begs or borrows sunset lit on a Happy Birthday buoy run
pumped of kaled colorform… soup… the deiciousness reaks as well as ripens our galley moreso for a more fullsome pot
shittin’ a brieck… and other than maybe a little more bacon with that… enough said
last minute adjustments & a fact of the matter to say that we’ll never wash off… thanks for stopping in… as assured as the beatings as be will certainly be continued be sure to keep it tuned in where we’ll aim by the day by daily’s… same time same channel… www.luckystarsail.com