The ergonomic dishwasher spat in my face.
The tide plays games with the moon raker.
When that leaf hits the ground, the kiss will lose all meaning.
Where does that hound dog get his rythm?
Instinctual salamander flips the page of a book and tears the corner. Your brother is tremendously bothered by this.
Burning panther fur will add 2 years to your life from a bioflanidic aroma that triggers a synapse that fights aging.
Word on the street is, an ambilical cord is poisonous to the alkalinity of fish, if liquified. Only one man has tried this. And the reason for his experiment is another story all together.
Don't forget to flush one gray hair down the toilet the night before a big competition.
scribblings, jottings, scenes & stories of Jeff Phillips, writer/performer/producer.
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Destins et l'éthique du odeur de chien sous plaisir.
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