C'mon everybody raise their children. Grin and bear it. Two kids at once, twins, vomit two totally different dinners. One was staying with his friend's dad. We're supposed to be falling into our own regional beauty.
People say everything.
Bullshit grows on ceilings and shimmers before it falls. Loom over two friends at once. If you know how to do many things, do two this moment. You can't do one thing at once unless you do it immediately then do another. Shit and get off the pot.