Social means are often a pun and sometimes a run.

Fear of a beard is often a bog of limited pruned hope.


Patient voices always make a limited rope with a bigger decree of excellence.


The pun in the board room of eternity is often the running game versus the higher fame.


Nice hopes are always a prescription for further contact between friends.


Needs of favor are not always better prescription for limited voice, but often a choice of better consideration versus a friendly news of timed derivative.


Never Again.