Dykes, Days Dates, Daily Dances, Songs To Sing

Movie Hits, Horse And Pony Shows, Dykes, Butches to bitches, girls in red hoods, trips to hell and back, wishes on moon, stars to shine. Happy notes, happy feet, songs to sing, dances on the sands of time, glory dazes again. Happy notes, happy dazes on the right side of the grave, horns of goats, love and hate, hats off, wigs off at night, things in common, hairs to you.

So many ways to steal, from his mother, and the other family members, in the name of love. Love and hate, horns of a goat, horns to blow, for the rights and the seasons to share, lessons learned, bumps in the roads. Credit  Crook.......Happy birthdays 2015, fruits and nuts. RV camping lifestyle shared with Steven and Rachel Jarrot. 7608512267. Third place is last place, and no trophies for that placement, keep it for sucker to marry a freak like him. He likes to suck dicks, and it was great not to have to fuck a trick because he was gay, and the meth does that to him. Jokes on the fools and blogs about the snakes in the grass, lies told as truth.

Time on the cross, time to face the lions, kings on a level or two, angels out to protect, earth angels, fairies and pixies. Tales to spin, cash on table, books to write, trips to hell, snakes and frogs. Sharks and whales, birds and bees, trips to hell, blame games to play. Tricked and pimped, eaten alive for a season or two. Crooks and robbers, snakes and monkeys, dances in the rain, dances in the woods. Reasons, seasons and causes, tales in your head, dreams dancing in my head. New plans, new dreams, new cattle and more sheep. Blue and green people, search is on, dates to set with mature, witty owls, kings on land, lions to locate. Knights to shine, kings on land, lions in other forms, men of class. 

Lights on, shame and pains, lessons learned, legends to hear, four tops to spin, girls in the family, Debbie, Phyllissa, Jane, Charlotte, And Richard, last one one, not a girl, the only boy, born. Kids of mine, kids of my family, my mother left us alone. Long time ago, still sad and blue, waited for years, for the other shoe to fall off. Happy to know where the shoes are, the red ones when to stay. Stories tell history, his stories, trips to hell with herds of hell hounds.Repent over and over again, if needed, a couple of can short of a six pack, or the simple or slow have problems with the words truthful and honest. Problems with faithful and bullshit, do not know the difference from the cows and the bison, whales on land, and jack asses from the hills.

Each clause brought images to mind from past and present, as well as images of my hope for the future. I don't know if anyone appreciates your writing—or bothers to say so—but, if none, I hope you find validation in the fact that few could identify with an audience that actually understands what you're writing and be courageous and coherent enough to write it. Bravo, worthy soul! Love and hate horns of a goat. Love and devotions from a man for a women, gifts of the old souls floating here today, gone tomorrow. Lessons to learn, about the fun and games in the minds and hearts of the young at heart. Fairies, pixies, earth angels, bikers from New York, gifts of songs and dances for a better daze.

Tips for the sinners and tales for the saints, gifts to share of the trips around the trees needed for the lessons to learn. Classes in place. Love and hate, truthful and honest, happy and gay, happy and delighted for the dreams in actions, gifts of the young at heart. Jokers and poker players, cum suckers, snakes in dens, sinners and saints, frogs to date. Gifts of white skin, snakes in dens, jackasses in the hills, seconds to holler, snakes on sticks, balls and sticks, fires still burning on the sands of time. Rocks and stones, seven days to work, seven snakes in the dark, monkeys to swing in packs, into the woods, under the dogwood trees. Jokers and players to date, fruits and nuts, part of the home movies. Gifts of film, joys and pleasures, party and pay. Frogs and snakes, in the wind, branches of peace under the dogwood trees. Green Again: Blue knights, stars bright, wishes on stars so high, heavens open, tears of joy and laughter. Jokers to the left, clowns to the right, wishes, hopes and desires stuck in the middle.

Apes site, frog shit, land whales and their shit, pages to turn, rolls of paper to use, shitting times, monkeys years, 2016, 1992, faces to grow, life goes on. Books to write, reviews on post, good and bad, history recorded of a decade now. Moot to most, history written, new job, daily events to write about my view, my world, my animals paths taken, cards to flip, cards to play, cards over and done. Life is a beach, then you expire, lucky stars, all of us, 13 monkeys years, leap years, bakers out.

Monkeys to fight, apes to dates, battle for life, battles won, dates for the lung runs, horse and pony shows, times to dance. Dances with apes, dances with monkeys, dances with rats, dances in the winds, classes of friends, under the skins. Snakes and frogs, monkeys and apes, donkeys in hell, hills and valley....Battles Won: Angels on high, angels in the sky, goodness and mercy battle angels, angels back to backs. Live and love, life of hate, snakes in dens, rotten apples on the ground. Into the woods, into the worlds in darkness, girls in red hoods. 

Fairy tales, girls lost in woods, in a coffin, put to sleep, one day long ago. Seven days of the week, seven days the world to create, one man alone. Animals first created, man alone sad and blue, was not happy with snakes in dens. Snakes in gardens of happy dreams, snakes in fields of daisy blowing in the wind. Songs to dance and sing the nights away, walks on the beach, downtime in the hot tub, pieces of a dream, notes to share. 

Snakes or frogs, food to eat, lakes and river frogs, time to stop, stands to make, happy to note, history rocks. Frogs to snakes, food and fun, trips to the woods, trips to hell and back, frogs to pots, snakes to sticks, frogs to dogwood trees, to hand to swings. Trips with frogs, trips with snakes, trips to hell and back, frogs and snakes for friends. RV campers, Rachel and Sima Jarrot, Steven -seven snakes, frog to date, love and hate, kids and goats, hairs to buy, caps of hair, wigs: Rach Jay, Rachel Butch, Jordan Starr, coins to flip, cards on the table, tales told. Frogs the leader of the frogs,snakes and hackers. Seven snakes, Steven the dog, Steve Jarrot, frog to date, good times. 

Wigs, Caps, Girls In Red Hoods, Wolves And Snakes To Dodge

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Five Points, Water Ways To Go, Fish To Frogs Food

Stars To See, Stars to shine, Stars to tell time, in the water, in the sky, the stars to have on hand. Once long ago, met a frog, Steven Jay Jarrot, 7608512267, who was a snake, picked him up, and had had a trip to hell to do. Lies out of the gate, tales of trips to the bank, how much cash he took for the lost, the confused, cars and cash, and rights to reasons. A true snake in the grass, friend to some, family to others, the reasons to shine, are just hard to find. Some many lies have been told. How great and wonderful his family of crooks are. So many ways to steal, from his mother, and the other family members, in the name of love. Love and hate, horns of a goat, horns to blow, for the rights and the seasons to share, lessons learned, bumps in the roads.

Credit  Crook.......Happy birthdays 2015, fruits and nuts. RV camping lifestyle shared with Steven and Rachel Jarrot. 7608512267. Third place is last place, and no trophies for that placement, keep it for sucker to marry a freak like him. He likes to suck dicks, and it was great not to have to fuck a trick because he was gay, and the meth does that to him. Jokes on the fools and blogs about the snakes in the grass, lies told as truth.

Time on the cross, time to face the lions, kings on a level or two, angels out to protect, earth angels, fairies and pixies. Tales to spin, cash on table, books to write, trips to hell, snakes and frogs. Sharks and whales, birds and bees, trips to hell, blame games to play. Tricked and pimped, eaten alive for a season or two. Crooks and robbers, snakes and monkeys, dances in the rain, dances in the woods. Reasons, seasons and causes, tales in your head, dreams dancing in my head. New plans, new dreams, new cattle and more sheep. Blue and green people, search is on, dates to set with mature, witty owls, kings on land, lions to locate. Knights to shine, kings on land, lions in other forms, men of class. Leaders as kings, Peter Pan rides again. 

Snakes in grass, snakes and worms, hackers to kill, accounts high jacked, history changed, for a minute or two. Lights on, shame and pains, lessons learned, legends to hear, four tops to spin, girls in the family, Debbie, Phyllissa, Jane, Charlotte, And Richard, last one one, not a girl, the only boy, born. Kids of mine, kids of my family, my mother left us alone. Long time ago, still sad and blue, waited for years, for the other shoe to fall off. Happy to know where the shoes are, the red ones when to stay. 

Stories tell history, his stories, trips to hell with herds of hell hounds.Repent over and over again, if needed, a couple of can short of a six pack, or the simple or slow have problems with the words truthful and honest. Problems with faithful and bullshit, do not know the difference from the cows and the bison, whales on land, and jack asses from the hills.

Each clause brought images to mind from past and present, as well as images of my hope for the future. I don't know if anyone appreciates your writing—or bothers to say so—but, if none, I hope you find validation in the fact that few could identify with an audience that actually understands what you're writing and be courageous and coherent enough to write it. Bravo, worthy soul!

Love and hate horns of a goat. Love and devotions from a man for a women, gifts of the old souls floating here today, gone tomorrow. Lessons to learn, about the fun and games in the minds and hearts of the young at heart. Fairies, pixies, earth angels, bikers from New York, gifts of songs and dances for a better daze.

Tips for the sinners and tales for the saints, gifts to share of the trips around the trees needed for the lessons to learn. Classes in place. Love and hate, truthful and honest, happy and gay, happy and delighted for the dreams in actions, gifts of the young at heart.

This was an email, that I got from my sister from another mother, and how upset she still is about learning the type of frog the bullfrog really is or  reptile that has not learned any new life lessons since he got out of school by the skin on his teeth at Fairfax High  School in Hollyweird, California-when dirt was young-(Steve/Eve/Adam 4 Adam Jarrot) still dump as rocks? Brains exchanged for trains, so sad just senseless now, and full of self as always. You can share your views are not, these are written history, okay you know, recorded..

Last year, hacked,  7 times by Steven Jay Jarrot, hands alone, and how he did more things that I never knew about, makes me very sad. He won money ($940,000) in Vegas (April 2014?, picture on wall at Bally's there, an exchange for $10 investment, is how Steve wrote it, but it was not enough to buy him happiness, and the hate notes that show his true colors, or out with the fangs out for the wolves in the hen house. Still  it upsets me that the car he stole last year, blue toyato Solara 2001, in Palm Springs, California on May 9, 2013 by AAA. The car had been a gift for Mother's Day in 2001/

Steven Jarrot, 7608512267,  kept dreaming of selling that car, and he lied to coppers saying he had a forged signed copy of bill of sale he credit. This is the same way he stole cars from out of state sellers of the electric bikes he sold in Ventura a while ago in his past. LLissa Desilva, still has to find the car, to get it re keyed, and the real question is, can Steve pay for the crime committed, in the name of love and devotion? is still not back on the road. If he was a stand up kind of guy, and it he ever loved her,like he use to tell her, he was the best man to love her a whole life long, and life with him lasted four years.

Lessons to learn, tales to share of the good times, the best friends, the blessings and the lessons learned the first time, for the choose few. Gifts for the blind, gifts for the dense and the dumb, gifts for the blind mice and the blind men to date for the true colors of love and hate. Love and hate the horns of a goat, happy and gay with the laughs, happy and delighted for another day on the right side of the great. What a great day for new plans, what a great day for the fun and games, what a great day for the saints and the sinners.

Turning the pages. Dates with a horse charmer, 420 blowing in the wind, watching the horses cum and go, pieces of a dream, the birds and the bees. Dreams of mine, on the beach, watching the horses down,  for the water after a race or two. Animals and bugs that fly, gifts of wings to get here and there, new starts are the meaning of the butterflies.

Dances of a Tin Man....headangelbigandstrong.blogspot.com////Age just a number? right one is Sept 4, 1962, went to fair fax high, cheated on one wife and host $22,000 the groom lost less, family wedding party, yelled and scream in buff, wife, mother, sister, and family members, had a tale or two about, Steve Jarrot, not a cheater, get real. Please. Butch Dates: Gifts to dead and dying, help for displace veterans, black women. Prey on beach, prey today on earth angels, tricked and pimped, saved by lights of day. Fools and frogs, snakes and monkeys, crooks and robbers day to pray.

Sticks and stones with hurt, words and stories of the history created, notes to sing of the joys and pains of the lessons learned alone the way. Paths chosen for the good intentions, with a stone heart, brains exchanged for tickets to ride free planes and trains, frogs for a love of sex and drugs, oral talents on the line. Hosts of angels in the sky, angels fall from bright lights, hurt and broken, in the pits of hell.

 Jewish land whales, flipped in the darkness, hung on a cross, dazed and stone. Earth angel in the woods, fairy star far away, sinners and saints, lost and confused. Young at heart, crazy you say, weird is a better word. Gifts of joy and laughter, love and hate, love and devotion-Jewish Jarrot  Freaks 2015, party and play, cum suckers to date.

Dream lover, dicks not chicks-Prince of Jewish Green eye snake, cum suckers, dicks to suck, trades of bags of shit, party and play, Jewish Jarrot Tricks Army..2015. .. September 04, 1962  Steven Jay Jarrot : 7605643510. Owner/Consultant; sjarrot@comcast.com: ANYWAY TRANSPORTATION.  tricks to trade, family fuck fests, to enjoy at the beach or parked here are there, at your house? Run for the hills for family and friends of the clan Jarrot Freaks Fake Friends 2014, season greetings to share. Happy and gay lifestyle to share here and now.

Steven Jarrot, charming, white, supersize whale? Fish out of water? Markets to dicks on craigslist, couples of dicks would be bests. Dicks up the ass desire or prayer for the saints and sinners or gay and happy family members....stevenjarrot@yahoo..com Buys/Sells/Rents/Trades/Cars/Scottors/Women just like Rachel, Sheri, Sima, Sarah… and Girls/Drugs/Meth/Pot/Oral Specialist of Craigslist Nightly after midnight.-Markets All works with Ex Wife, Sheri Jarrrot.

Happy and delighted with the joys and the pains of rebirth, happy and gay with the lifestyle to sing songs daily, fires burns to share a tale or two. Fairy tales, and wars won, are the dances for the March Madness of the butterflies, the birds, and the bees. Gifts to share of the joys and pains of the bumps in the road, and the lessons learned, the players are animals now, the time on land is over for the cows, buffalo, bison, land whales, dicks, dogs, bitches, butches, frogs, and American Toads.

American toads, the spineless snakes, the fake friends, the land whales-Sheri and Rachel Jarrot, dream lives to share with the kosher side of fake hair for Rachel Jarrot, $6000 fix from Beverly Hills, white, princess whale on land, date a freak, date a frog, date a smiling faces of these freaks in the family of snake. Snakes, and snails, heads in sand, looks are the thing they have, and oral talents to rock the seven seas, gifts from the center of the earth, a tribe of jackasses and land whales.

Petty Crook, Petty Snake, Petty On Five Counts, Steven J. Jarrot

Once long ago, met a frog, Steven Jay Jarrot, 7608512267, who was a snake, picked him up, and had had a trip to hell to do. Lies out of the gate, tales of trips to the bank, how much cash he took for the lost, the confused, cars and cash, and rights to reasons. A true snake in the grass, friend to some, family to others, the reasons to shine, are just hard to find. Some many lies have been told. How great and wonderful his family of crooks are. So many ways to steal, from his mother, and the other family members, in the name of love. Love and hate, horns of a goat, horns to blow, for the rights and the seasons to share, lessons learned, bumps in the roads.

Credit  Crook.......Happy birthdays 2015, fruits and nuts. RV camping lifestyle shared with Steven and Rachel Jarrot. 7608512267. Third place is last place, and no trophies for that placement, keep it for sucker to marry a freak like him. He likes to suck dicks, and it was great not to have to fuck a trick because he was gay, and the meth does that to him. Jokes on the fools and blogs about the snakes in the grass, lies told as truth.

Time on the cross, time to face the lions, kings on a level or two, angels out to protect, earth angels, fairies and pixies. Tales to spin, cash on table, books to write, trips to hell, snakes and frogs. Sharks and whales, birds and bees, trips to hell, blame games to play. Tricked and pimped, eaten alive for a season or two. Crooks and robbers, snakes and monkeys, dances in the rain, dances in the woods. Reasons, seasons and causes, tales in your head, dreams dancing in my head. New plans, new dreams, new cattle and more sheep. Blue and green people, search is on, dates to set with mature, witty owls, kings on land, lions to locate. Knights to shine, kings on land, lions in other forms, men of class. Leaders as kings, Peter Pan rides again. 

Snakes in grass, snakes and worms, hackers to kill, accounts high jacked, history changed, for a minute or two. Lights on, shame and pains, lessons learned, legends to hear, four tops to spin, girls in the family, Debbie, Phyllissa, Jane, Charlotte, And Richard, last one one, not a girl, the only boy, born. Kids of mine, kids of my family, my mother left us alone. Long time ago, still sad and blue, waited for years, for the other shoe to fall off. Happy to know where the shoes are, the red ones when to stay. 

Stories tell history, his stories, trips to hell with herds of hell hounds.Repent over and over again, if needed, a couple of can short of a six pack, or the simple or slow have problems with the words truthful and honest. Problems with faithful and bullshit, do not know the difference from the cows and the bison, whales on land, and jack asses from the hills.

Each clause brought images to mind from past and present, as well as images of my hope for the future. I don't know if anyone appreciates your writing—or bothers to say so—but, if none, I hope you find validation in the fact that few could identify with an audience that actually understands what you're writing and be courageous and coherent enough to write it. Bravo, worthy soul!

Love and hate horns of a goat. Love and devotions from a man for a women, gifts of the old souls floating here today, gone tomorrow. Lessons to learn, about the fun and games in the minds and hearts of the young at heart. Fairies, pixies, earth angels, bikers from New York, gifts of songs and dances for a better daze.

Tips for the sinners and tales for the saints, gifts to share of the trips around the trees needed for the lessons to learn. Classes in place. Love and hate, truthful and honest, happy and gay, happy and delighted for the dreams in actions, gifts of the young at heart.

This was an email, that I got from my sister from another mother, and how upset she still is about learning the type of frog the bullfrog really is or  reptile that has not learned any new life lessons since he got out of school by the skin on his teeth at Fairfax High  School in Hollyweird, California-when dirt was young-(Steve/Eve/Adam 4 Adam Jarrot) still dump as rocks? Brains exchanged for trains, so sad just senseless now, and full of self as always. You can share your views are not, these are written history, okay you know, recorded..

Last year, hacked,  7 times by Steven Jay Jarrot, hands alone, and how he did more things that I never knew about, makes me very sad. He won money ($940,000) in Vegas (April 2014?, picture on wall at Bally's there, an exchange for $10 investment, is how Steve wrote it, but it was not enough to buy him happiness, and the hate notes that show his true colors, or out with the fangs out for the wolves in the hen house. Still  it upsets me that the car he stole last year, blue toyato Solara 2001, in Palm Springs, California on May 9, 2013 by AAA. The car had been a gift for Mother's Day in 2001/

Steven Jarrot, 7608512267,  kept dreaming of selling that car, and he lied to coppers saying he had a forged signed copy of bill of sale he credit. This is the same way he stole cars from out of state sellers of the electric bikes he sold in Ventura a while ago in his past. LLissa Desilva, still has to find the car, to get it re keyed, and the real question is, can Steve pay for the crime committed, in the name of love and devotion? is still not back on the road. If he was a stand up kind of guy, and it he ever loved her,like he use to tell her, he was the best man to love her a whole life long, and life with him lasted four years.

Lessons to learn, tales to share of the good times, the best friends, the blessings and the lessons learned the first time, for the choose few. Gifts for the blind, gifts for the dense and the dumb, gifts for the blind mice and the blind men to date for the true colors of love and hate. Love and hate the horns of a goat, happy and gay with the laughs, happy and delighted for another day on the right side of the great. What a great day for new plans, what a great day for the fun and games, what a great day for the saints and the sinners.

Turning the pages. Dates with a horse charmer, 420 blowing in the wind, watching the horses cum and go, pieces of a dream, the birds and the bees. Dreams of mine, on the beach, watching the horses down,  for the water after a race or two. Animals and bugs that fly, gifts of wings to get here and there, new starts are the meaning of the butterflies.

Dances of a Tin Man....headangelbigandstrong.blogspot.com////Age just a number? right one is Sept 4, 1962, went to fair fax high, cheated on one wife and host $22,000 the groom lost less, family wedding party, yelled and scream in buff, wife, mother, sister, and family members, had a tale or two about, Steve Jarrot, not a cheater, get real. Please.

Instead, he bought  his lover, Rach Jay, and his kid-hairless Rocky Jarrot, Rachel Cattle caller (one of my names or labels for her), and made a remark about how she thought I was foolish and she was laughing at me on the way to the bank. On mother's day he started day off nice, wishing a happy day, but by the end of the day, he was senting threats by text, and I have been sending them to my email accounts, so that I can print them out ... What do you think? Will share the longest text received with you, and please do not get taken in by the projections that are common for Steven Jarrot, okay?