Post by Azurine Vebbins on Feb 14, 2021 23:57:53 GMT -5
A rackety redhead pragmatically primps inside her Pensacola penthouse. “Da Damsel in Dat Dress” Azurine Vebbins infers her itinerary for the next two days shall be incredibly intimate. Therefore, she records her rousing rhetoric on Friday, February 12th. Another reason could be “Big Swoon” Nidrah, her girlfriend/Pineapple Promenade partner, was out shopping for something special. To add amorous ambience, Mrs. Vebbins assembles a portable fitness dance pole. She leans against the playful prop as she emotes eccentric enunciation.
Azurine Vebbins: Copious Cupid cross-checkin’ you into canoodlin’ contemplations, CruiserClash congregations! From tomorrow to Tuesday, you can consecutively celebrate Galentine’s, Valentine’s, President’s, Saint Skeletor, and Mardi Gras Day. Safe as slidin’ head-first at home plate, my festive fervor’s a Mai Tai mocktail of mixed emotions. Nidrah and I haven’t discussed what to give one anoder on Sunday. Instead, we’re finitely focused on our upcomin’ Number One Contenders’ Cha-Cha. Still, I presume my Polynesian passion fruit might prefer receivin’ a pinup pictorial. Hence, dat’s why I selected such salacious swimwear while recordin’ dis particular promotional material. Plus, compared to a corporate-cleansed calendar, I won’t censor candids crammed inside. Should consult our preferred photographer, Michael Istantaneo, dough, for his immense expertise. He’d know what’s flatterin’ versus shatterin’. Regardin’ da latter, da followin’ combative communiqué is directed to Tread, Trite, and Snoozed.
First up, it’s da doe-eyed ditz known as Nikki Fawn. She starts her pretentious prattle by declarin’ “imitation is da sincerest form of flattery, unless da person you’re tryin’ to emanate is me.” Bleep, you meant emulate since it’s a synonym of imitate. Conversely, emanate means originatin’ from. For example, your ego and every flawed fiber of bein’ emanates from Key West, N-I-Double K-I. Felt natural countin’ off when recitin’ your name ’cause I’m conversin’ wid a cheerleader’s cadence. Den again, natural, nimble, or nuance eludes dose who swipe right in your social strata. Maybe dat’s why Tampa Bay’s Numero Doce coin tossed your nickel store sass. Like Super Bowl Fifty-Five, he probably preferred passin’, as well as scorin’ on, second-strin’ defensive pass coverage.
“Da Vivacious Variable” chair spins around the pole as she extends her elucidation.
Azurine Vebbins: My “Big Swoon” Nidrah, however, is your classier counterbalance. Unlike your midd-lin’ catalog of magazine covers, her centerfold wouldn’t be an airbrushed artifice. She’s also quite nimble leadin’ me naughtily on da dance floor. As for nuance, she recognizes subtleties between American English, my Phloriphornian dialect, and her native Samoan tongue...which, for purposes of posterity, is tantalizin’ tasty.
Notion your glass house must not retain sunlight. Why? You over rely on cheap heat via claimin’ I’m mentally handicapped. I graduated from Nor-dern Phloriphornia University, double majorin’ in Myriad Matwork Al-go-rid-ms and Interpersonal Communications. I was also top of da pyramid when performin’ in Pep Squad. Imagine you could’ve been top of your pyramid in high school, but dat would require respectin’ as well as trustin’ dose under-nead. Well, dat and not bein’ da quarterback’s bleacher creature feature.
“Da Adorkable Angel” hangs upside down in heavenly hoopla as she transitions to the topic of Karlie Nash.
Azurine Vebbins: Action figure dis pose works when signin’ 8x10’s for “Heels Over Head” chanters. Additionally, it offers an oxygenation obstacle similar to Nash’s naggin’ ribs. In terms of word association, when naggin’ rears its haughty head, my estranged mod-der Audrey’s usually da caustic culprit. She’s someone I’d subliminally sulk on Saint Skeletor’s Day. On Monday at CruiserClash, dough, I shall not hurl hatred on a hapless hag. Nay. In da names of Teela, She-Ra, and da Sorceress of Castle Greyskull, Pineapple Promenade’s shall find our pummelin’ power. After all, “dat’s da power of love” has a better rin’ to it dan da dour of lust.
“Da Vivacious Variable” Azurine Vebbins dramatically dismounts and blushes when Nidrah arrives through the door. The camera fades with chanters noticing Nidrah having her hands behind her back.
Azurine Vebbins: Copious Cupid cross-checkin’ you into canoodlin’ contemplations, CruiserClash congregations! From tomorrow to Tuesday, you can consecutively celebrate Galentine’s, Valentine’s, President’s, Saint Skeletor, and Mardi Gras Day. Safe as slidin’ head-first at home plate, my festive fervor’s a Mai Tai mocktail of mixed emotions. Nidrah and I haven’t discussed what to give one anoder on Sunday. Instead, we’re finitely focused on our upcomin’ Number One Contenders’ Cha-Cha. Still, I presume my Polynesian passion fruit might prefer receivin’ a pinup pictorial. Hence, dat’s why I selected such salacious swimwear while recordin’ dis particular promotional material. Plus, compared to a corporate-cleansed calendar, I won’t censor candids crammed inside. Should consult our preferred photographer, Michael Istantaneo, dough, for his immense expertise. He’d know what’s flatterin’ versus shatterin’. Regardin’ da latter, da followin’ combative communiqué is directed to Tread, Trite, and Snoozed.
First up, it’s da doe-eyed ditz known as Nikki Fawn. She starts her pretentious prattle by declarin’ “imitation is da sincerest form of flattery, unless da person you’re tryin’ to emanate is me.” Bleep, you meant emulate since it’s a synonym of imitate. Conversely, emanate means originatin’ from. For example, your ego and every flawed fiber of bein’ emanates from Key West, N-I-Double K-I. Felt natural countin’ off when recitin’ your name ’cause I’m conversin’ wid a cheerleader’s cadence. Den again, natural, nimble, or nuance eludes dose who swipe right in your social strata. Maybe dat’s why Tampa Bay’s Numero Doce coin tossed your nickel store sass. Like Super Bowl Fifty-Five, he probably preferred passin’, as well as scorin’ on, second-strin’ defensive pass coverage.
“Da Vivacious Variable” chair spins around the pole as she extends her elucidation.
Azurine Vebbins: My “Big Swoon” Nidrah, however, is your classier counterbalance. Unlike your midd-lin’ catalog of magazine covers, her centerfold wouldn’t be an airbrushed artifice. She’s also quite nimble leadin’ me naughtily on da dance floor. As for nuance, she recognizes subtleties between American English, my Phloriphornian dialect, and her native Samoan tongue...which, for purposes of posterity, is tantalizin’ tasty.
Notion your glass house must not retain sunlight. Why? You over rely on cheap heat via claimin’ I’m mentally handicapped. I graduated from Nor-dern Phloriphornia University, double majorin’ in Myriad Matwork Al-go-rid-ms and Interpersonal Communications. I was also top of da pyramid when performin’ in Pep Squad. Imagine you could’ve been top of your pyramid in high school, but dat would require respectin’ as well as trustin’ dose under-nead. Well, dat and not bein’ da quarterback’s bleacher creature feature.
“Da Adorkable Angel” hangs upside down in heavenly hoopla as she transitions to the topic of Karlie Nash.
Azurine Vebbins: Action figure dis pose works when signin’ 8x10’s for “Heels Over Head” chanters. Additionally, it offers an oxygenation obstacle similar to Nash’s naggin’ ribs. In terms of word association, when naggin’ rears its haughty head, my estranged mod-der Audrey’s usually da caustic culprit. She’s someone I’d subliminally sulk on Saint Skeletor’s Day. On Monday at CruiserClash, dough, I shall not hurl hatred on a hapless hag. Nay. In da names of Teela, She-Ra, and da Sorceress of Castle Greyskull, Pineapple Promenade’s shall find our pummelin’ power. After all, “dat’s da power of love” has a better rin’ to it dan da dour of lust.
“Da Vivacious Variable” Azurine Vebbins dramatically dismounts and blushes when Nidrah arrives through the door. The camera fades with chanters noticing Nidrah having her hands behind her back.