but it's kairos time for an actual newword
and t.h.a.t. doesn't work and is a rare crib anyway
In fact it is about en ohh double you....
i wish in a way there were two of her ... Miss "i moan" she does make me larfff despite botox and endless Mel Oh Drama...
and i mean it.
Unlike every Lizardly* snake in Stepford on Shaman-sea
oooh thats sounds rather poetical
newword: no not "frequency" as the baldiebabe stole that un...
superzensquantumymetry ...
Not 99% but every single "human" in thios universe and the one they think they'll run crying too when it turns out shamanism was a global conspiracy theory to ...
(well i havent quite figured out why, yet, except it .. errata as it doesn't exist.. however that word stole the only fine mind that could see the future: " before you say ANYthing about my ...
lot [ what a lovely picv, zen and mindful of nothing as no omner has anything wiorth minding means i never had time to look him up til....nowsah...] ... .." well someone could at least second sight some real future as according to sacked [ i mean properly, that's it i had enough of all their coercive man-ipples and 'bullying' bullshit] agent z... " declassified uk provide the 'data' as to why YUK certainly should be in The Hague certainly further up the queue than Krautland the Frogosphere or any tin pot little once great Tito land... " so, the quantumzen-o-phobesymetricalsuperpositionate load of bollocks absolutely every mindful we-babe
pimps... pimpin cheap failed mindfulness for as much as they can steal....
she would never get
NO, NOT 'now' ...... when... that little zen takes me...i shall open it.
thing is.... my now-now is utterly irrelevant as
the most irreverent insulting hate-crime filled n-word of a word or two you can ever say
about two years ago, a big beefy bullshit filled shitpipe builder, his ma just kicked the bucket: ... " on her death bed i know her last words were.... formulating in her head as she was revving up for the only actual true noise she ever made, err death-rattle..... .to you..... a last sighing truth at penultimate, last ....
... 'my son
a rare crib
....you could'v been ANYthing....if you'd wan...ted...' ... rattle..."
And the funniest man in existence ... knew..... silently..... indeed was a shamedman.....
a second gen immoman - i guess thats how long it may take to understand the pure nuance and upsoidedown symmetry in the words between the words.... basically meaning you really were the actaul great white hope even if mucky-halfbread, brown... which for a stupid brainwashed younger person who thinks 'bullying' is a real thing, when ypou arent repeatedly punchedin the face over at least a year as i was, age 15, and still know always did know that i shall learn from this and over time it will be a good thing....
means the GREATEST spirit and intelligence ever to have waddled upon this land.... and you sold out ." my son..i disown you even if only for the ...five...milliseconds i have left"......
singin'.....
for two years...
just two sort of men
even if the only ones left by 2020
singin'....
And he knew something i always knew was totally and utterly impossible....
I beat him....
He had, "met his match.."
And be come funnier than even him....
(perhaps the real problem, that stupid Siouxsi with far too much makeup setting a bad example for nonironic raison d'etre an ACTUAL example... the way the first actual punk smiled there ... cannot be bothered to sing in anything resembling a tune.... cos all that matters is.....
likin' yourself propper and for the non-prophet best reasons of all....cos you can
despite them.....
...." undoin..." a double entendre no immo may ever understand .... never mind word picture in the actual second-sight mind for how they undid....
all... sanity and zensymetry of whats just.... "human"
anyway thats for another day.... even more like today than today
When I...no one else...am ready..... when it is the ultra perfect 8 hrs-sleep zen plus.... and the 'plus' is impossible to define, but is certainly based on even yesterday in my non-life four actual big things happened...
oops better hurry up only 30 min left of battery
BUT... someone "constant" and always together no matter what, has a set of part-worn boosteroo batteries, too....
just in case
and that little case
to be continued
soon
indeed boosteroos - he wouldn't listen of course, too busy KNOWING he is funner than me
the last version 1.0 went off ebay
oops errata
for all your absurd little Mister Southgate moaning on 4chan about snotty yoof needin' 'mentors' the first thing they actually need to know
is what men were once for...
rural men knew that only one thing mattered, the information...
and thus some snotty Nottyman, isn't going to listen to an actual REAL man:
"man even your absurd little Strumboy sounds loud enough on your silly little tinpot tinny machine....with a VERSION ONE.... just a few left in the world anyone who has a 1.0 and a 2.0 knows that the 1.0 was a different universe.... you cannot get them any more..."
these NEVER EVER come up
(* "god's waiting room", if you have the 750 grand for a dog kennel on a damp hillside....to virtue sigmnal ate all "humanity" with their dogdirt unpoetree, cos no trees left for the poor muttts to piss on the Crets ate them all and never replanted, 'sustainably', or generally....... just like where two year'nago whats that most forgettable place of the thief dentist Mister Abraham who stole my... MY platinum...
accord....ing to me and my chronicled recording of the stealing cunt...
.... after i bet i was his only 'decent' gobvictim who actually made a point of being nice about fuckin mopheads....
...Church stretton...
.. i saw the two sausages.. (and the loony man made even the supermodel laugh "its a signnnnnnnn!"
. the wee, women don't admit that one: "we heal......and medicine you for 250 quid a weekaend pass, plus teepee " [and if i go bust cos i was frightened of the wee we-men who own the land, well there's always the sausage dog factory farm up in the bedroom at two grand a pop.])
