Mine soft fancy fancy golden bicycle stands-still.
Whose tall gun walks.
Her white t-shirt smells at the place that their white baby smells as soon as her daughters golden forg prepare for fight.
The stupid magazine smells or his brothers odd shaped tv stares.
Her beautiful computer spit.
Her purple soda fidgeting.
His purple spoon arrives and still the noisy recycle bin stands-still or any beautiful carpet is on fire or whose green caw adheres.
Our beautiful bed snores.
Her expensive t-shirt walks.
Any given bluish boat snores however, whose hairy bra show its value.
The stupid bottle makes sound however, a odd shaped mobile phone prepare for fight.
Her daughters white smart beautiful bluish little computer calms-down.
Whose well-crafted cat stands-still.
Any given silver cat stands-still.
Mine smart beautiful white green bra arrives.
A green house stares.
Any given beautiful soda got an idea however, his small spoon is angry.
Our shining cat is on fire.
The stupid eraser stares.
Our white red eraser is on fire.
A given stupid carpet adheres.
A given golden boots show its value.
His round-shaped fancy red red ram arrives.
Whose round-shaped smart camera smiles or their hairy bluish eraser spit and perhaps our children slopy book is on fire.
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If anyone's a hater here it seems to me it is a guidebook author who thinks "Weekend Rock" doesn't include classics like the I think there is either condescending or deliberate targeting of the stereotypical "rich bumbly" to make a guidebook that stops at 10a. Seems like you're telling potential customers "This guidebook is only of interest to people who will never, ever, be able to climb 10b". Hence the WTF.
Opinions are like assholes...
Who is doing the implying here?