Frog Army: Jewish Frogs, Seven Snakes Alive, Steven Jarrot

Frogs Tales: Life is a fairy tale, life is an adventure for the birds and bees, sitting in the dogwood trees. Happy songs to sing, angels in skies over head, dances on the beach. Good times in first attempts in learning, lessons classic for the long runs. Practice problems to share, classes on the shores of time and space. Happy notes taken on frogs and freaks. Hazes of lies from land whales now basket cases.

Birds to fly away to better dazes under the sun. Sailing away from pits of hell. Leaving the snakes to bake and burn. Hairs to use to cover the ground, still falling daily, hate or heat of love and hate, horns on a goat. Dances in the sane groups of earth angels in the seas of fish flipping with the frogs. Whales attacks, sharks eaten by flips upside down, and eaten alive. Not today, can't get close enough to cut down or take out.

 Glory dazes around the globe. Joys and pleasures dancing and singing in the  rain. Earth angels, fairies, pixies, dogwood butterflies in dogwood trees. Joys and pains of lessons l

Hate by text, from frogs and freaks, cut off hands dates to set. Views and noses on the faces, in the fingers pointed to blame others, always or just most of the time. Happy for the changes and chances to grow and expand episodes of goodness and mercy to friends .
Gifts for the tall dragons, wizards with space and time, gifts for the mature, gifts for the retired giants, understanding men to date for the true colors of love and hate.

Steven Jarrot, Charles R. Jarrot, Rachel and Rockwell Jarrot, Rocky and Randy Jarrot, Jarrots have a sale also on donkey dungs, the last link to dead Jean Paul Jarrot and Charles E. Jarrot, as asses in the hills of California-donkeys, and monkeys on their backs, self-serving, self-centered, shallow, vain, and greedy piss offs the whole lot of them. Gifts from the gods, is what they would like for you to believe, or just another dream for the dream wishes here?

Faux friends, dead now? Snakes, reptiles, butterflies, fish that got away. Fairy, angel, pixie, or butterfly, the one that got away. Help for the veterans that are female, witty and charming, and do not pick up a snake, once a snake, with change 9 times in a year. Beast not to play with, family of Jewish White Super-sized-legends in their minds, and gifts from the heavens, wheels keep turning, but time does not.

Though for the day: No one can choose your mountain or tell you when to climb....
It is yours alone to challenge at your own pace and time. Happy Monday, thanks for new ice cream for military past and present. Donkeys in the hills of Riverside, desert, monkeys to see, monkeys to say, monkeys on the backs of the asses in question, true colors lies to share, distance with pictures harder, disable boyfriends that were veterans, have views to share about Steven and the tricks and trades in the RV. Not just one black, female veteran with stories, male veterans have more stories of the dick sucker: Steven Jarrot, 7605643510: to change the numbers 7608512267, stevenjarrot@yahoo.com, or sjarrot@comcast.com...Family fucks together, family fuck fest, family, friends, and foes, dicks first, chicks?Secerts?

……..Keeping on fighting the dogs, snakes, rats, tigers, lions and the fakes ……pussy, boy pussy, open wide-mouth and backside all the time, Tina and Mary Jane the bi girls in the RV all the time- Jarrots- Eve or Steve on Adam to Admn lick and sucking for a record or a bonus? Aids or ?…….QuintaThe other thing that bothers me is that the minor with a month left……. same mistakes, until you open your eyes and make a new plan and go forward to brighter tomorrows………

 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. Plenty of fish in the seas, cages used, dodging the frogs stuck self-serving images in Mirror. Weird equal -wonderful, exciting, interesting, real and different, just like me and posses to locate today.

Classes on the beach, herds of whales, dens of snakes, dances on the beach. Green cash, green luck, green backs, rewards and bonus on acts and wishes, dreams in motion. Monkeys swing from dogwood trees, biblical tales to spin, American Birds on hands, stars and wishes.  Dances in the rain, dances in the dark, to dream to dance, life is a beach.

Every day about survival, my rivals, my gods, man to man, sex up in airs. Moot to date, moot to changes, moot to mountian to climb. To cum and to go, dreams on sands of time, life is a gift. Time to praises pretty productive people, maps to sunshine. Trips to the moon, seven seas, seven seasons, seven snakes, in the light, blinded.Colors at the end of the rainbows, birds and bees, dogwood butterflies dancing in the trees.

Green cash, green luck, green backs, rewards and bonus on acts and wishes, dreams in motion. Monkeys swing from dogwood trees, biblical tales to spin, American Birds on hands, stars and wishes.  Dances in the rain, dances in the dark, to dream to dance, life is a beach. Every day about survival, my rivals, my gods, man to man, sex up in airs. Moot to date, moot to changes, moot to mountian to climb. To cum and to go, dreams on sands of time, life is a gift. Time to praises pretty productive people, maps to sunshine. Trips to the moon, seven seas, seven seasons, seven snakes, in the light, blinded.

Sad and blue lack of growth, stuck in place every day, sinners and saints.  Frogs and snakes, tales tobshare, bumps in the road. https://plus.google.com/109769622199006601927/posts/S83Lj8Ssccy?_utm_source=1-2-2.... tips of hate and love, happy holidays 2015, trips to the moon, happycamperbyrv.blogspot.com  dazes again, tails up I'm the air, dances in the dark...NOV 19, 2015:

Happy and delighted for another day on the right side of the graves. Graves to you, and graves to me, every day closer to the setting sun on the end of dazes on earth. Gifts daily to share, words and pictures for the lost, sad and blue frogs and freaks out at night. Lessons to learn, as a teacher or as a student, choices daily, and the room to grow always nice for a turn or two, flipping the coins, and flipping the cards, 52 ways to play this hand.

Donkeys, monkeys, spiders and snakes, packs and dens. Donkeys and monkeys, in the hills and valleys. Donkeys in the hills, monkeys on trees, tips and tales to share. Moot, in the end, fruits and nuts, acts and deeds. Tips and tales in the dark, in the hills, goodness and mercy alone. Wishes, dreams and tales to delight. Death on a cross, Jesus Christ, Jesuit Jewish, Charley Jarrot, Jesuit Charlie, saints and sinners to hang. Dogwood trees full of dogwood butterflies, birds and bees. Monkeys swing from dogwood trees, biblical tales to spin, American Birds on hands, stars and wishes.

Dances in the rain, dances in the dark, to dream to dance, life is a beach. Every day about survival, my rivals, my gods, man to man, sex up in airs. Moot to date, moot to changes, moot to mountian to climb. To cum and to go, dreams on sands of time, life is a gift. Time to praises pretty productive people, maps to sunshine. Trips to the moon, seven seas, seven seasons, seven snakes, in the light, blinded again. Roman nights under the cherry moon. Safe for family rides, to castles in the sky, in the mountains. Dreams and dances, trips to the moon, birds and dogwood butterflies, bees and bugs. Stars above the mountains, dances on the shores of time.

Great day on the right side of the grave. Happy and delighted with the paths taken, sunny and bright dazes on the beach. On the boat to sail away from hard times to better waves on the ocean. Gifts to share, tales sailing stories of the rocking .Happy for the joys and pains of six kids, happy and delighted with the lessons learned alone the way. Monkeys swing from dogwood trees, biblical tales to spin, American Birds on hands, stars and wishes.  Dances in the rain, dances in the dark, to dream to dance, life is a beach....Winter Lights.........Winter Winds, Winds Blowing on Sands of time, happyCentral High School ·.....Class of 1998 ·....Natchitoches, LA....... Rachel Jarrot ....Gifts of tips, gifts of view in other worlds, note of the excuses, note of the faces in the mirror, frogs and snakes. A Night like none other, to dance to the morning lights, forget about your worries, dances all night long, songs to sing, songs playing on the radio, to cerebrate, all the days here on earth. Dances for the good times, dances for the rain, dances with the wolves, dances withe snakes,dances for the dreams. Nights out to see the stars that shine so bright, darkness needed for the stars to come out to shine, good times, bumps in the road, love and hate, goats and sheep, dances on the sands of time. Fell down and hit a rock, snakes in dens, snakes with 7 heads, some only had two head, snakes all over the place, in the wood, no place to get lost.

Bird Dances

Singing Birds
Stories tell the joys and pains, the bumps in the road, the forks taken for the good times, to tell a tale or two of the girls learning lessons. Gifts of the joys and pleasures of the friends and the family members for the growth and changes, schools to view for the long runs in time and space. 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 tall dragons, wizards with space and time, gifts for the mature, gifts for the retired giants, understanding 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. Plenty of fish in the seas, cages used, dodging the frogs stuck self-serving images in Mirror. Weird equal -wonderful, exciting, interesting, real and different, just like me and posses to locate today.

Happy and delighted for another day on the right side of the graves. Graves to you, and graves to me, every day closer to the setting sun on the end of dazes on earth. Gifts daily to share, words and pictures for the lost, sad and blue frogs and freaks out at night. Lessons to learn, as a teacher or as a student, choices daily, and the room to grow always nice for a turn or two, flipping the coins, and flipping the cards, 52 ways to play this hand.

Great day on the right side of the grave. Happy and delighted with the paths taken, sunny and bright dazes on the beach. On the boat to sail away from hard times to better waves on the ocean. Gifts to share, tales sailing stories of the rocking .Happy for the joys and pains of six kids, happy and delighted with the lessons learned alone the way.

Friends for a season, friends for a cause, friends for a life time to share the joys and pains on the roads to greatness. More gifts to share, more suns to shine, more stars to count, daily gifts for the wishes of the angels, with the saints and the sinners flipping the cards
Back on the beach strangers to friends, balls in the air, games on the beach. Witty, charming, wise brown chocolate babes in shape and jumping for trips by boat. Trips on planes, trains, life as an adventure.

Good times, the best is yet to come, the time of our lives, to dance on the beach. After the rat races, horse and pony shows, trades for dollars done. Retired, mature, 420 connected, house located to hear roars of the ocean, wits and smarts still intact, giants over 6 feet, requested to fit standards set. Tree growers, and blue dreams blowing in the winds.

Sticks and stones will hurt you more than tweets, tales, and blogs written about how great and wonderful you are. So what? Mistakes were made, and no corrections were done. Nothing happen worth writing about for the hurt, wounded, and close to dead girlfriends, that had different views on truthfulness and honesty. Words to live by for the kids that do not grow up, they just get older, the young at heart. Statements made by the clothes that you wear tell a story about you daily. What is the story, you clothes say about you?

It would depend on a lot of factors, if you are the kind of person to wear wings with your clothes ever. Would you dress like a fairy with wings to go to the dentist? Would you dress as a lion to tell a story about the green state of your life? Kids would. Old people and grown-ups would not. Haters and cheaters would not, faux friends would talk about your mental state, and shake their heads, and try not to laugh at the statement of life as a bee with wings. Happy and gay is the lifestyle of the kids at heart. Sex is sex and is the same with the lights out, male or female have the same needs and desires, with the lights out.

Third party views, of fairy tales, and life on the sunny sides. Heard it from a bird or two, sitting in a dogwood tree. Blue bird notes, just out of sight in the dogwood trees, the message to share in sounds. Blue blues sing songs to spread joy and happiness, not because they have answers. Angels, dogwood butterflies, fairies, pixies to change the colors dancing at night. Happy and delighted with hopes, wishes and prayers.

Donkeys, monkeys, spiders and snakes, packs and dens. Donkeys and monkeys, in the hills and valleys. Donkeys in the hills, monkeys on trees, tips and tales to share. Moot, in the end, fruits and nuts, acts and deeds. Tips and tales in the dark, in the hills, goodness and mercy alone. Wishes, dreams and tales to delight. Death on a cross, Jesus Christ, Jesuit Jewish, Charley Jarrot, Jesuit Charlie, saints and sinners to hang. Dogwood trees full of dogwood butterflies, birds and bees. Monkeys swing from dogwood trees, biblical tales to spin, American Birds on hands, stars and wishes.

Dances in the rain, dances in the dark, to dream to dance, life is a beach. Every day about survival, my rivals, my gods, man to man, sex up in airs. Moot to date, moot to changes, moot to mountian to climb. To cum and to go, dreams on sands of time, life is a gift. Time to praises pretty productive people, maps to sunshine. Trips to the moon, seven seas, seven seasons, seven snakes, in the light, blinded again. Roman nights under the cherry moon. Safe for family rides, to castles in the sky, in the mountains. Dreams and dances, trips to the moon, birds and dogwood butterflies, bees and bugs. Stars above the mountains, dances on the shores of time.

Snake Classes

Class Notes: Time To Stand, Turn Around, Back On Track. Love and hate, the horns of a goat, flip side of the coin, gifts shared. Happy and sad tales, gifts to share, hope floating for rites of passage, seas of tears. Lessons  learned, classes on classic tales shared over time and lifestyle crossed. Life changes, life in the shadows, and light is brought to matters of the heart.

Life in the shadows, gift of tales, of the good times, sad stories and the lessons learned to share. Gifts of seas of tears spent, climbing back up to brighter dazes, out of hell created for love and devotion. Bent and twisted views of land whales, cows on land, whales that live on land or in the 7 seas.

Steven and Rachel Jarrot land whales and basket cases to date 7608512267.Crook since age 14, Charles R. Jarrot, 7607778998  Good times on the beach, tricks, butches, and bitches to party and play 7608512267  ARCHIVE▼  2015 (24)▼  February (16)Tricks by RV Parties....Sheep Leaders.....Hit Me,Best Shots...Winds Blue West....Bottle Blonde Binbos......Molly Moore Moot...Many Jobs Done.....Super Heros.....Bears in Woods....Times the Birds Flew Away....Sit and Spin Dances Done....Dazes Fucked Hairs....Glass Pipes....Buy Big Boops....Dancing Whales on Land...Hogs and Whales

Rachel Jarrot, frog and land whale. Hairless and bald since sweet 16, what a treat to hear the cats walking in to the cake walk, for the town trips to the moon. Bitch came into heat, daddy is a joke and the mother, Sheri Jarrot, bitch or butch with a mouth wide enough for 6 dicks at once. Stuck the bitch with a dick and a pussy to play with. Steven and Rachel, take turns for the oral delights of a snake eating its self, is the best possition for the freaks, frogs, saints and sinners in the tribe. Family, freinds and foes, thanks again for the lesson learned.

……..Keeping on fighting the dogs, snakes, rats, tigers, lions and the fakes ……pussy, boy pussy, open wide-mouth and backside all the time, Tina and Mary Jane the bi girls in the RV all the time- Jarrots- Eve or Steve on Adam to Admn lick and sucking for a record or a bonus? Aids or ?…….QuintaThe other thing that bothers me is that the minor with a month left……. same mistakes, until you open your eyes and make a new plan and go forward to brighter tomorrows………

 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. Plenty of fish in the seas, cages used, dodging the frogs stuck self-serving images in Mirror. Weird equal -wonderful, exciting, interesting, real and different, just like me and posses to locate today.

Classes on the beach, herds of whales, dens of snakes, dances on the beach. Green cash, green luck, green backs, rewards and bonus on acts and wishes, dreams in motion. Monkeys swing from dogwood trees, biblical tales to spin, American Birds on hands, stars and wishes.  Dances in the rain, dances in the dark, to dream to dance, life is a beach.

Every day about survival, my rivals, my gods, man to man, sex up in airs. Moot to date, moot to changes, moot to mountian to climb. To cum and to go, dreams on sands of time, life is a gift. Time to praises pretty productive people, maps to sunshine. Trips to the moon, seven seas, seven seasons, seven snakes, in the light, blinded.Colors at the end of the rainbows, birds and bees, dogwood butterflies dancing in the trees.

Green cash, green luck, green backs, rewards and bonus on acts and wishes, dreams in motion. Monkeys swing from dogwood trees, biblical tales to spin, American Birds on hands, stars and wishes.  Dances in the rain, dances in the dark, to dream to dance, life is a beach. Every day about survival, my rivals, my gods, man to man, sex up in airs. Moot to date, moot to changes, moot to mountian to climb. To cum and to go, dreams on sands of time, life is a gift. Time to praises pretty productive people, maps to sunshine. Trips to the moon, seven seas, seven seasons, seven snakes, in the light, blinded.

Sad and blue lack of growth, stuck in place every day, sinners and saints.  Frogs and snakes, tales tobshare, bumps in the road. https://plus.google.com/109769622199006601927/posts/S83Lj8Ssccy?_utm_source=1-2-2.... tips of hate and love, happy holidays 2015, trips to the moon, happycamperbyrv.blogspot.com  dazes again, tails up I'm the air, dances in the dark...NOV 19, 2015: 

Thanks so much for the love and attention, thanks for the love and devotion of a snake, thanks for the good, bad and ugly twisted views of the hell hound. Gifts to take a giant step and jump for joy, jump up and down for the good times shared for a season in the sun. Beaches to trips to the towns of the cattle callers, Ventura, Oxnard, Upland, La Quinta, Palm Springs, Palm Desert, and the trips with the down and out, stuck on stupid, prey for the herd of jackasses, dead and undead.

Gifts of time spent with a band of dense, self-sefving theives, crooks, and robbers. JJewish Rocks stars, better than rock star? Not better than Billy Joel, just another great and wonderful singer and song writer, to let us know about the fires. Happy dazes always with good old boy, Billy not Bob, not Steven Jarrot, not the white whales on land, not the gray whales in the seas pasting for the rebirth.

Seaside Tales

Seaside Friends
Balls in Air Games: Stories tell the joys and pains, the bumps in the road, the forks taken for the good times, to tell a tale or two of the girls learning lessons. Gifts of the joys and pleasures of the friends and the family members for the growth and changes, schools to view for the long runs in time and space. 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 tall dragons, wizards with space and time, gifts for the mature, gifts for the retired giants, understanding 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. Plenty of fish in the seas, cages used, dodging the frogs stuck self-serving images in Mirror. Weird equal -wonderful, exciting, interesting, real and different, just like me and posses to locate today.

Back on the beach strangers to friends, balls in the air, games on the beach. Witty, charming, and wise brown chocolate babe one of many women, in shape and jumping for trips by boat, planes, trains. Good times, the best is yet to come, the time of our lives, to dance on the beach. After the rat races, horse and pony shows, trades for dollars done. Retired, mature, 420 connected, house located to hear roars of the ocean, wits and smarts still intact, giants over 6 feet, requested to fit standards set. Tree growers, and blue dreams blowing in the winds.

Stories tell the joys and pains, the bumps in the road, the forks taken for the good times, to tell a tale or two of the girls learning lessons. Gifts of the joys and pleasures of the friends and the family members for the growth and changes, schools to view for the long runs in time and space. 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.

 Plenty of fish in the seas, cages used, dodging the frogs stuck self-serving images in Mirror. Weird equal -wonderful, exciting, interesting, real and different, just like me and posses to locate today.

Gifts given are gifts shared, happy and gay are the people that give more, and take less, for the pots of gold, with colored hairs, and the blue dreams to smoke on the land and the seas. Turning the pages in the books of life that you read, live and share, is happiness, and it is all about the joy and peace that you share. So what if you are not the first person to call to share the good news of a new birth, so what if you are hairless and fat as a cow, heaven or hell is where you live daily. State of minds have a lot to do with what gets you down.

Sticks and stones will hurt you more than tweets, tales, and blogs written about how great and wonderful you are. So what? Mistakes were made, and no corrections were done. Nothing happen worth writing about for the hurt, wounded, and close to dead girlfriends, that had different views on truthfulness and honesty. Words to live by for the kids that do not grow up, they just get older, the young at heart. Statements made by the clothes that you wear tell a story about you daily. What is the story, you clothes say about you?

It would depend on a lot of factors, if you are the kind of person to wear wings with your clothes ever. Would you dress like a fairy with wings to go to the dentist? Would you dress as a lion to tell a story about the green state of your life? Kids would. Old people and grown-ups would not. Haters and cheaters would not, faux friends would talk about your mental state, and shake their heads, and try not to laugh at the statement of life as a bee with wings. Happy and gay is the lifestyle of the kids at heart. Sex is sex and is the same with the lights out, male or female have the same needs and desires, with the lights out.

With the lights on, you get labels, to tell you state of sex for a sport, or sex for a job, and sex for a suggest to the old farts. Not here today to throw names and numbers out for the sinners and the saints, in the hills of Riverside in California. Here today to turn the pages on to bigger and better fields of grass, for the animals that roam on the open ranges. Happy and gay, sunny and bright, friends, family and foes, to sing and dance the nights away. Happiness, peace and joy, gifts for the others with everything money can buy, how about a little sunshine today?

Wigs, kosher or not, gifts from the gods, joy and happiness is the exchange needed to erase the hurt, pain, and anger for the pictures of the animals up at bat. Funny stories to laugh at yourself never learned, stall up tall and say that is right, I am so different now. New story, new day, new season of joy and pain, jumps for joy for the forgiveness requested and received. Never done, why not given with gifts of repair, before the new year?

Fight Masks

Tiger Mask Dance
Change is something that many folks have a problem with, not in that group. It's  also about growth. Not ready to push up daisies, and do not have time to sleep until I am buried. So the work has to be done, and the peter piper is the first one out, to sing and dance and be the leader for the next group of people in place for greatness.

To learn life lessons, to practice to perfection, to fail is equal to meaning of: first attempts in learning, to end is also effects never die, and no means next  opportunity, turn page and move on. Practice to perfection to not fail to learn lessons the first time.  The best dazes yet to come, for the time of our lives. Jumps for joy for another day on the right side of the grave. Going forward to better dazes.

Animals masks wore all the time, more under skin to flash changes sometimes. Tigers, lions, and bears, on top of food chains. Hunger drives the focus on projects, paperwork, and games or races to win. Daily dances done. Dances done for the rites to passage over life. Animals inside to dances, to fight, and to guide. Rules to greatness, dances to do, songs to sing of dazes passed. Dances do do, for the joys and pains. Happy feet, fires burning, dances for the good times in the sun.

Goodness and mercy angels for me, to serve and protected fools and the young at heart. The kids of all ages, the young at heart, in touch with the child within. Good times on the right side, seasons, reasons and causes to climb mountains. Choose your mountains to climb at your own pace, help others alone the way. Tales and stories, song and dances, around the dogwood trees.

Delights and joys in the morning, hands out to assist you up and out of darkness. Time to let the dead, undead and unstable dogs lie, leave happy or sad, for help from skies. Goodness and mercy for the young, the kids with songs to sing. Classes over for the cattle, buffalo, and snakes. Done to death, help for sick frogs with out plans, dead dogs and flies, tales and stories to share the journey.

It is a secret what that is for each and every one of us, and it is why we were sent to stay on earth, to complete a task or two. What is it for you? What is it for the people that you cross on your journey on earth? How in touch are you? If you are a one page person, this is not for you, you believe in nothing that matters, because your book does not have enough pages to keep anyone’s attention for long.

The people that you cross during your lifetime are there for a purpose, a reason, a season or a lifetime , you just have desire what the reason is. It may or may not be something that you know from the beginning, or something that you decide from their actions.

Most people are one page people; their book of life is a one page book, not much there to read between the lines at all. So what do you do with people like that? Not sure, depending on when they showed up, and what you need to get completed.

Turning the pages on a dark period, moving on to a brighter dazes on the beach, it is time. 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.

Angels, fairies, and pixies are the girls that I know, every day earth angels, for the smiles, for the joys and the laughter of the friends on the side lines. Friends, family members, saints and sinners at the forks in the road, take the high road, not the easy roads. Sails on the boats of the seas of changes, butterflies out for the colors of the sunny dazes on the shores. Hope for the best, and get ready for the pits in the bowls of cherries. Lemons for the sugar and spices for the girls to make the most of the bumps in the road, and drinks made of the lemons, dodging the rocks under the sands of time.

Races with the horses, races with the rats, races for the sinners and the saints, races for the frogs, freaks, and fool, chances to change, lessons complete, or mistakes still to correct. Lessons learned the first time is best, but take all the time needed to learn the lessons well. 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 and the valleys.

Tin Men Turns: Lessons learned the first time, gifts and rewards given for the corrections to the mistakes made to make you stronger.

Pies in the sky, in the land of the blind, gifts with the pots of gold at the end of the rainbows? Where is Peter Pan, where are the others that live in never  land, to party for the night lights to shine? Sailing away to better dazes, better causes to sing and dance. Happy feet today dances in the sun, good times to share classes done. Happy for gifts of stories to write, joys and pains of growth. 

Tigers dances, dogwood trees, with the monkeys swinging in the branches. Flowers open, birds and bees out for treats. Birds and butterflies, flowers to smell, pieces used for homes. Summertime dreams up in the air. Dreams and desires to ride high in the sky in a baloon. Something for thanks for a life to share.

 Back in time to 1492, the giants in place, the ships that sailed to new worlds, on sea. Good times for Chris the captain of three ships. Maria the ship mate, name of one of the ships. Stories and tales to explore in time and spaces. Voices in my head, past lifes, the powers in the numbers. So much power to expand, happy to climb mountains, ready to run to boat to sail the seven seas. More dreams of life in 1492 to expand, the powers of the numbers. 

 Rain today, rain go away, or rain to learn how to dance in the rain? Happy for life, living in a blue state, peace colored blue stones to wear or carry in your heart. Good tales of bumps in the road, snakes to leave alone, lessons learned. Can't fix or change others, a waste of time, on the fence or not. Horses and rats running races to greatness to complete daily races done. 

Missing The Boat: Tales and tips to share, stories from others, third party views. Noses and views common, every one has a nose and views to share, please yourself. Help when you can, watch out for snakes. Sisters with other mothers and tales of life on the edge. Lots of mask wore, truth and honesty used as punch lines, frogs, freaks, and fish out of seas of frogs. Hoping for hope to turn the page, get back on boat, back to party on the sands of time. 

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Clowns and jokers to the right:  seas of frogs and snakes, dancing in the dark. Classes on the beach, herds of whales, dens of snakes, dances on thr beach. Green cash, green luck, green backs, rewards and bonus on acts and wishes, dreams in motion. Monkeys swing from dogwood trees, biblical tales to spin, American Birds on hands, stars and wishes.  Dances in the rain, dances in the dark, to dream to dance, life is a beach. Every day about survival, my rivals, my gods, man to man, sex up in airs. Moot to date, moot to changes, moot to mountian to climb. To cum and to go, dreams on sands of time, life is a gift. Time to praises pretty productive people, maps to sunshine. Trips to the moon, seven seas, seven seasons, seven snakes, in the light, blinded.


Fairies Faced

Faces in Mirror:Looks and charms to tame frogs, fish, and foes. Charms of a fairy, or a child at heart. Games to play, jokes on frogs and freaks. Dances on the edges of main streets in the dark. Oral talents to shine, turns to spin on faces of oral experts, and land whales. Tales to share. Tales of people in their animal faces in the mirror. Messenger of song and dances in the wind on sands of time. Time never stops on land or seas.

Sisters with different mothers, tales of joys and pains of lessons learned. Dances done around dogwood trees, monkeys left in the trees. Monkeys in the trees, donkeys on land, land whales dead. Death dances done in fields of jackasses. Good people dead daily. Bad ones also. Stories left to share of days done to death. Happy notes of time under the sun, waves created with views shared. Bumps in the road, gifts to share in tales told around the globe. Weird Works Wonders: W e I r d= wonderful :Exciting : interesting : Real: Different. Yes I  am weird always, you? Why be normal, different is wonderful, words to live in the lands of shades, and darkness out, for fairies to color the skies.

Which Witch Rides The Moon, on the clouds at nights, stars shooting lights, colors of the rainbows, gold in pots, cash off trees, every house has one. Fairy tales, bibile  stories, sheep and goats, horns of love and hate, both sides of heads, check it out. People in their animal skins, 12 in all, hours of a day, months in a year, 2 times 12. Signs in the ski, stars sing bring, angels in hostd, flying on clouds, kids, and young at heart. Perfection young. Once upon a time, long ago, in the lands of witches and spells, hairs colored red, blue, or yellow, birds and dogface butterflies, in the flowers, in the trees. Bees for honey, bees with butterflies, bugs and ants, part players in the woods. Happy and delighted, happy for another day here.

All the angels out to play, Santa Claus, Saint Nick, Father Time on the seas. Fish and frogs, snakes and hogs, monkeys in packs in the trees. Monkeys to see, monkeys to act a part, not one to stay in one place,monkeys and snakes to swing. Classes in the woods, classes on the beach, classes for love and devotion-Jewish  styles. Billy Joel, Billy goats, Billy Ideas  Jesus Christ, dead on dogwood trees, out of the woods. Bastard born in a barn, to save the world, how many times? Horse and pony shows, Jim Jones, Jewish Charlies, G. I. Joes, stories to tell, hands out for Uncle Sam. Thanks to military, past and present, great jobs. Frogs for seals, Navy and Army members, frogs and fish, thanks for time servef.

Gifts for Veterans: Pieces of a dream, notes to share, of the good times, the sad times, and the bumps in the road. Happy and delighted for the gifts to share, with the words written of the times and periods on the cross, the men and women of the military. Stories, tales, and treats for the young, hope for the earth angels, the saints and the sinners, gifts to view the tales and the stories.

Who will write the stories for the cash on the table? Hopes and prayers, for a better day, better dazes under the suns. Powers in numbers, cum by threes, the fathers, the sons, and stars out bright. The best, the great, and the witty, birds and bees, in the woods, girls and red hoods, red hats, hairs out in the winds. 420 wins, winds blowing the bells and horns, sheep and goats, love and hate on heads. Time to stand tall, witches, fairies, pixies, and earth angels out to score. Tricks and trades, frogs and fish, water to pots, dinner on the tables. Jumps for joy, jumps for laugh, monkeys swinging from tree to tree.

 Colors that blend to changing colors, to the end of the rainbows. Green Frog, and the Blue Ranger, the blue baby, born a little green, his mother Doris said. Seeing colors fly around the world. Songs to sing for the saints and sinners, around the world. Good times sailing.

Clowns and jokers, games of hate for views online, history of love and hate, horns of a goat. Summertime  lessons, on shore, wolves, snakes, frogs, cattle, and land whales. Games to play with the pictures to dad, jokes on you, turkeys. Who cares how small and mean you are, lots of hot air blowing. You have friends full of hate, ready to tear down, ladies with fingers to show the lights on beasts, fools, and frogs. How is that going two years later, plans to find and destroy, the singing blue jay. Notes in the wind, heartburn and heart attacks, at your age (fifty-five, fifty-three).

Love and hate, the horns of a goat, flip side of the coin, gifts shared. Happy and sad tales, gifts to share, hope floating for rites of passage, seas of tears. Lessons  learned, classes on classic tales shared over time and lifestyle crossed. Life changes, life in the shadows, and light is brought to matters of the heart.

Voices in my head, clocks running, wheels turning. Dances in the rain, boats tied at piers, trips for fairies and earth angels, on boats and planes. The best of dazes on the right side of the grave. Back in space, basket cases and female veterans, keep your hands from haters. Fun and games, love and hate, horns of a goat, flowing in ship of dreams.

Angels goodness and mercy dancing with joys and pleasures. Wishes, dreams, hopes and prayers of the saints and sinners. Life on the end of lines to given peace and love by the sea. Notes of sunny and bright days on the right side. Happy feet, dancing in the wind, songs on the beach or the boat, good times.

Many thanks for the rights to share, views of earth angel or two, the horse and pony shows. Good times of the levels of love and devotion, love and hate, horns on a goat. Crossroad taken, detour into the darkness of the undead  and unstable, images seen in friends, family members, and foes swinging in the seas of fish and frogs. Thanks for the help given, back in the days before third party views came into play. Tales and stories written to heal, to learn, to practice to not fail, to move on quickly to better dazes.

Whale Flips, Gifts Birthday Hits, Happy Dazes Again

Dances Winds :Trains, planes, not brains. Brains not needed, trains and plane rides for free. Rather have tickets to fly brains exchanges for looks, and white skin, Jewish and Wide-ass. Super-freaks and their friends, family and foes for sex toys and a herd to party and play with. Drug dealers, Charles R. Jarrot, to steal cash and credit, and wait for the grandparents to die, good guy for the aged and seniors ready to buy the farm. Certified to rob you blind, and leave everything to him in your last rites. 

Born the day when angels were out of stupid brains, had to use day old stupid instead, has been losing ground since birth. Born to greatness in his herd of jackasses, wolves, and buffalo. Faces, animals, within and without the masks in place. Card skills run in the family, jokers in the poker card games, rules to live by. Sinners and saints, Jesus and Moses, both sides of the coins.

Lines crossed on love and hate, four letter words, this tribe does not meanings, of those common words, and faithful and bullshit are lost on them everyday, and twice on Sunday. Freaks is the first word to define them, fools, poker plays, cheaters, liars, and fault masters with Allstate and AAA to assist in their crimes to date.

High on the hog for a frog, and the type of frog that is Jewish as a word without meaning or depth, and that was the lessons that were taught, and the sins and the deeds and actions that changes the views of the people that you meet, and it is known out of the gate the animal type of person that you meet, and the first impressions are the lasting impressions, and the nature of the beast within the people that spent time with us. The people that are around for a season, a reason, a blessing, a lesson, a different point of view, and the lessons in the actions and the deeds of the dammed, they dammed them selves to death, and it is a way of life for many  people, the masses of people that are the same, day in and day out, the same story the days of the week changes, the month of the year changes, but the actions, deeds, behaviors never change at all.





This is new, I do not think so, most people are snakes, and that is the way of the people that choose the low road, or the easy roads.  W.e.i.r.d., the luck of the Irish, the luck of the bugs, bees, and dogface butterflies, bugs for the up and the downs, the bumps in the roads, based on  family outlook, is made up of folks with standards, that are undesirable, and the types of people in that sea of fools, frogs, and jackasses run the government, and those are the stories about the lyon sacks of shit that are mostly men, men without dicks, men that are short, men that are a couple of cans short of a sixpack and they run the government locations that I have worked at, and the dumb, the less the wisest choices are made, and the backgrounds come into place, and it is the state of affairs today. 

Government fools, frogs, and snakes in the grass and how to live the life that is simple and straight to the point, not here to eat your shit, here to do a job, do not have to like you, do not have to listen to the shit out of your mouth, do not have to listen to the shit out of the side of your neck, and do not have to like you. Here to do a job only, not to let you live your broken record life style that you live, not interested in what makes you go around and around in circles doing the dance that you learned to live from the places that you have been.

Sins committed in the name of love and devotions, sins that was committed with a heavy heart, sins that were done for the me, me, me stand point three times, and it is a cycle that turns the wheels of life for the masses. Time is a wheel, time does not stop for anything, time does not stop for looks, brains, wit, or snow, or rain, or anything at all, wheels do stop turning, and that is it, time and wheels are the things that we do in our lives, and the lives that we touch alone the way, and the nature of the people that we touch has a rock affect throw in a lake, in a river, in a moment in time, and the waves created are the number of people that are affected with the choices that you make daily. How many people have your actions and deeds touch across the world, where have those people go to, what were the hopes, dreams, prayers, that ruled the reasons for living, to help others, to make others happy with conditions that are hell for them, and heaven for others.

Thought for the day:No one can choose your mountain, or tell you when to climb.....It's yours alone to challenge at your own pace and in your own sweet time to start. Life in the fast lane, riding in a RV camping of course, dream life for a few, life in hell for others, something to share, for how long can this last. RV Camping, on the down low, a white gay guy with a good heart. Likes his image of a dream lover, and oral specialist and the best cock sucker in California? not sure about official titles given or received. Best of luck in prayers, wishes, hopes, and desires, today and forever.

Snake Lovers: Snakes alive, snakes dead in earth, snakes with legs, fruits and nuts. Tales on land and beaches on sands of time. Burn and bake snakes for boots. Clothes for the winters, good times on right side. Monkeys swinging from dogwood trees, Jesus Christ, Jewish Steven Jarrot, Peter Pan, fairy tales. Con men, great pretenders, horse and pony shows, oral talents to delight. Hanging on the cross, crooks and robbers, Jewish Jesus Christ. Christmas in July, tales and snakes in the grass. Gift of history recorded.

Madness to dance, madness to sing, mad enough to write about, trips to hell, hell hounds, next move. God  knows about lies, mad about luck of monkeys to dodge, frogs to kiss, cash or credit to steal. Steal the words, steal the views, crook and hacker loose. Accounts stolen in yahoo, maxmore005@yahoo.com, went to Facebook to write letters of hate, changed the contact numbers, snakes inside, hottest way to hurt, to harm, to change written views. Hot air, heated hell hounds.September 15, 2015: Facebook Raider: Dick Butch: Santago Smith, Reese Smith, URITA Smith, dead to shit in bag, party and play butches to date, nice tip thanks.  Cans air caps. short, Marlene Stevens, 

Sins committed in the name of love and devotions, sins that was committed with a heavy heart, sins that were done for the me, me, me stand point three times, and it is a cycle that turns the wheels of life for the masses. Time is a wheel, time does not stop for anything, time does not stop for looks, brains, wit, or snow, or rain, or anything at all, wheels do stop turning, and that is it, time and wheels are the things that we do in our lives, and the lives that we touch alone the way, and the nature of the people that we touch has a rock affect throw in a lake, in a river, in a moment in time, and the waves created are the number of people that are affected with the choices that you make daily. How many people have your actions and deeds touch across the world, where have those people go to, what were the hopes, dreams, prayers, that ruled the reasons for living, to help others, to make others happy with conditions that are hell for them, and heaven for others.

Thought for the day:No one can choose your mountain, or tell you when to climb.....It's yours alone to challenge at your own pace and in your own sweet time to start. Life in the fast lane, riding in a RV camping of course, dream life for a few, life in hell for others, something to share, for how long can this last. RV Camping, on the down low, a white gay guy with a good heart. Likes his image of a dream lover, and oral specialist and the best cock sucker in California? not sure about official titles given or received. Best of luck in prayers, wishes, hopes, and desires, today and forever.

Dating Dykes, Butches, Bitches, Monkey To Dodge....Girls that became mothers, girls that became mothers and teachers, girls that became doctors, girls that were the examples for the other girls behind them. Mothers and grandmothers of the girls to women, practice done over time and forever. Teachers or students the girls match the skills to the acts of kindness needed for the big pictures, on the roads to greatness, gifts to share with the stories told. Gifts to share of the bumps in the road, gifts to share of the tales with the snakes in the grass, tips on the wolves dressed like sheep. Tales and tweets of the fools, frogs, and freaks that party and play life away, for the gods in the center of the earth, hell hounds on the faces of the freaks out to party and play life to death.

On the yellow brick road, with the lion, on the yellow brick road with the Tin Man, where are the others, that are going to the green cities? Questions for the OZ? Roads to riches, lands to dream about, ships passing in the night. Dances for the Tin Men, dances for the frogs and freaks out at night. Prayers, wishes, dreams, desires equal to the dances done on the yellow brick roads. Songs to sing, songs to dance the nights away with a Tin Man, dances with a Lion, dances with a scarecrows, dances with the dogs and the girls on the yellow brick roads to greatness. Ready to dance and sing life away?

Songs to sing for the masses, songs to sing and dance the nights away, hope hopping searching for places to land. Gifts to share, acts of kindness to give and take, smiles for the mistakes corrected. Mercy and goodness here to correct the mistakes, make the grades to take the next step up the mountains that you choose to climb. What a great day to be alive still, jumps for joys and pains of the good life, happy with the rewards, happy with the pies in the sky and the pots of gold at the end of the rainbows.

On the yellow brick road, with the lion, on the yellow brick road with the Tin Man, where are the others, that are going to the green cities?  Good times with bags of shit, for the pussies and the dicks that party and play. Contest: 2 fist up the asses of Rachel, Sheri, Sima, Seven Snakes, Frogs and the party and play pals for the drugs, sex and rolls in the hay. Gifts to share with oral experts jackasses to flip the cards, 54 ways to play this hand. Girls for the turns to sit on faces of Rachel, Sheri, and Charles R. Jarrot, friends of yours?Steven Jarrot: 7607778998.

For the tricks and trades for the dicks to suck, searching for prey to rob, prey to steal goods and cash, to provide for the cattle, butches, bitches, Sheri, Hairless Rachel, Randy and Rocky Jarrot, call to date. 7603601613, party and play together, cum again friends also....Tina and Herbs daily, trades, tricks, and smokes the dazes in a purple hazes often. 7609020855 for a hairless pussy to lick..Showers of drugs to spare, RV camper to date, dicks to suck is the main attractions from ads on craigslist in Ventura, Upland, Palm Springs, dream lover single for years, always alone, fake life to dance you to left side of the graves....

Dream lovers for life time of jokers to the right. Crook of Best Buy, steal from handicap veterans, for laughs? Dream life of Rach Jay, Rachel  Gaylinn Jarrot, anything fair game for movie connection. 7608512267  Good times, horse and pony shows, monkeys swinging from dogwood trees. Land whales, elephants, are cows also. Sheri and Steven Jarrot, 7605643510: herds of suckers, life is a beach. hard is it, to put behind you, frogs and snakes, for friends. I wished for blue stars to fall, searching for pots of gold. 

 Freaks, fools, gang bangers, Steven and Charles R. Jarrot  7607778998

2015 (26)....►  March (1).....►  February (8).....▼  January (17).....Spineless Snakes.....Road Bumps.....Bright Shooting stars...Time to stand still, in the dark, arms on crossed, stars so bright in the darkness, ships sailing on the seven seas, ships of dreams floating by, angels and fairys lights to shine, in the darkness of the questions to clear. Hopes fans stop, hopes burns so bright, wishes dreams, hopes and fears, mountains to climb without the hairs to fall. Songs to sing, joys and happiness, love to change, happy to share, once more, tips online of the life to shine.