Cosmeticizmoids and all that riff raffia

While I'm not quite sure an explanation was ever necessary to my second encounter with aTheGretchen'dPremise at lifes stuffing for boxes blooming with riff raff and shelves that escalate the ladder of premises for successful social chattsking ner conversational encounters...I will wish to might have clarifrightened the will for at lest ONE or two speciffikker names like oh maybeJafra andMaryKae with all the pink-n-purple-uhbellean compraristically satisfactionShunz for endeavoring to be civil while making a mere buck as the hire ups are capablurtizingerr'd for gather YOUR eekWivvaLENT stash for hoping they'd lend you some of what you earned for them... But not a factual case for shirttening more their pops and my single status to satisfy a will for understand...No cosmetic chick got the first check on their own merit, but POP's er Dad's or aHubbarr'd will to spruce up the enticement for merely making you LOOK that way toward success: thus harbingering the subseekwent will for chirpt... but then to have said all this at first wouldn't have applied the very first premise of my bloggery thus enticing one for furthering things. And I do promise, all bloggs from now on will merely mention Gretchen in a tangential fashion, and thus be MUCH MUCH shorter w content to blaaabb-aboutz.