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?