Honey Southern Puff: Chronicles of the Pineapples

With the weather as keen and sprinkel, the summer months are along the way! What tosh! What kosh! What passion! How will you girls spend the summer? Me? I want to laugh out loud and lose 60 lbs. Cool, eh? Yeah...I guess!

So for today's Chronicles of the PIneapples, I'm posting a quick 1 minute read over Nostalgic Honey Suckles, Southern style. Enjoy!

Trapozius. Tristan. La Chocolate Horse of the Southern Plantation. La escuela del ninos. The sweetheart lovc of boyfriend and girlfriend. Teal florals, Prim vos jackets, with, the sweetest taste of Honey and Tony, kisses of bench pressed muscled boys and girls. Navy Prep School. La iglesias del Minowealth. What lingered in his smile that day? The pelusa? Or, the nightingale. The Rholinburg could note her breast linger, yet with peach tan skin, she fauned a blonde curl toward the Seabreeze. A Mondiclause! Oh, baby, you shouldn't have!

xoxoxoxo,

LORD MEOWRA

CHARESE COCHRAN