Selling Screen

Cod pieces adorned the court selected extreme rendition of tortured talons. Polar pointed IEDs poked a pyro that sister gee oh wiped seven times, and with no regrets. Mortar boards were outsourced into watery dead zones of sweat inequity. Three jobs were required to eat breathe and wear poisoned yet unjust desserts. Dynamically scored with a thousand shallow slashes, the poor died as extra points were offered for simultaneously deconstructing those accidentally left alive. Here's to our unhealth, but only after punishments for seeking justice are beautified on the selling screen.