it is 2016 and it is time for another blog postage.
looking into your crystal balls, what does limebeaver.etc.etc predict for your nonesuches?
Tapatio- you wont be DEF (mos or otherwise) and your grasp of the english language will be poor, except on tuesdays. you might also drown a cake.
Asticot- you will crawl heedlessly and fecklessly into a sticky future, your family will writhe in your company and you will die before the year is out. guaranteed!
Pleistocene- what the fuck are you doing here anyway? your time is long gone, consider looking into exorcism, or at least a new shampoo.
Entropy- you will lose your shit. give it away now (gradually)
Willow (Bill)- Your year ahead is looking a little weepy. Perhaps even if you are a child, but nominative determinism can be struggled against. Keep an eye out for eligible chairs.
Ostriche - you will be unable to shove your head into the sand, It doesnt matter how hard you bloody try, stop it (fucking)! You may end up with grit in your innards, but it ain't going to grow into anything pretty.
Rampart- your lack of resolution will leave you overly pixellated/dated and not enchated. You may feel you are building up to something, but it will all end in sticky, salty blood.
Michelada- you will be delicious, you will consistently show up your crappy piscine relative. You will be refreshing, satisfying and just fab. You win 2016!
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