Shuffle-Shuffle, the deck of cards!

She’s all mine because our dancing is fine, it is so-o-o fine and to the stars and behind, grabbing her’s with my two palms divided when we back it up pack it up, I don’t smoke CBD or take THC in our silk, made from worms and my words, the slanted slingily stinging prospect of sexual reproduction, again and again, with her puffy belly carrying a feline fetus to eat lettuce and chocolate Ensure drinks each morning, for the Glory of winning so thinning with the good-ol’ SLIM-FAST, reducing weight to elongate meeting our eventual fate, the demise being the hard part awaiting another world, you’re my girl dressed fine in Ralph Lauren, shopping at Saks 5th Avenue, for you to peruse the dressables, like it’s so fun to get undressed but slowly, removing the top items brain and t-shirt, then the skirt, so much of a flirt, but never cheating with our hearts beating at a matching pace

Cum-quats squats crunches cardio being fit like a quarterback who’s FUCK MY ENEMIES DEAD TO THE END OF SPACE WHERE THERE ARE ONLY STARS IN FRONT OF HIM AT THE OUTTER EDGE OF THE UNIVERSE! unrefined at dinner with no napkins and only a fork and knife... so where’s the chocolate chip pudding ( I just invented that and pudding in small containers should within my lifetime add crunchy chocolate chips! )  when I think to the time when a phonecall cost a dime and everything was working optimal when I was born until my TBI —  aside from nights of taking DXM dextromethorphan Tussin at home in the dark alone just me and my several times, cough syrup buzz with MP3’s playing with “Visualization” programs, playing Astral Projection music and watching MilkDrop on Winamp, but not running linux; using Windows instead of calling a Teckademics Mischief3000 DVD and never GGW on disks Culminating Culprits Calling HOME YES saying I haven’t done a drug in a long time, years now and almost a full year of full Sobriety after ending over 363/365’s of my quitting all alcohol in 2016, in the past many years I’ve only had a single beer and not driving 3 times with a single beer on holidays

Tango Tangle with Tantric “Tanning Drug” teasers at the Showcase before the movie begins, A THRILLER !!!!!

No slasher film here because it’s this evil character “FREDDY KRUEGER! Who’s gonna smash you, bash you, lick you up (and down) and SLASH YOU !!!!!

How did David Perron end his life?

He had 3 beers with me having no-beer he was drinking and was hooked on opiates

But be the worst word you can perhaps come to The C Word :

http://www.alwayschillen.com/thecword.htm

My best whatever is what I do besides best writing as I come to the FAMOUS conclusion that underneath each other’s one’s clothing and shaved like I’ve been doing since hearing the recommendation on WAAF in 7th grade when I didn’t have a razor so I’d use my Dad’s and then I thought that might not be something that should ever happen again, so Oh I stole my Mom’s disposable shaving legs razor, and then one day when I was bored I mentioned it to my Mom and she said I could use one of Dad’s Gillette razor attachments with blades of it own, like “Blade: the movie” in all it’s best respects to the slain vampires, that I can’t believe the stupid Vampires Vaping show on WB remember channel 9? what happened to that? ALL THOSE SHOWS WITH B l_ acks  !!!!! The “WB” was a “Black” television channel with nightly line-up’s of Black Shows of comedy and the actors and actresses not drinking because who wants to see a drunk black on a t.v. show that isn’t Cops ?????

Flicker you little tiny Bic lighter Mini I never smoke CBD “bud” I CHEW THE CBD and swallow with water or chocolate milk or a whey protein shake from the supermarket Hannaford’s nearby where the staff here buys me things of food and for my apartment and bodily health, but no Insulin

Mystical cans of Sprite and Scotch-Tape to close off the slicey dicey of the blades of a sword from the Ninja, yeah a Ninja from Niagara Falls and HI ANNE SKINNER she’s amazingly helpful in the Niagara Falls, but she’s not a Ninja or black-belt — did you know that I went to about 5 Karate classes and I punched one of the Karate Kid quote-unquote DOJO that I trained at and I could just wear sweatpants for the beginning 5 Karate classes where I hit a guy in the face, and I gave him a bloody lip, so I felt bad until he says, “Hit me again, give me your best shot in the face, at which point I said, “Umm sir- no thank you I don’t want to hurt another human!” But he begged me to punch him in the face, a white Karate guy when I went to Studio 54 and hit him in the face, and he said, “Again! Hit me!” And I hit him in the lip and I stopped, I didn’t punch his ear or kick him in the heartbeat they measure mine here at Averte 

Of course first I said, “Don’t hit me back!” Of course lol

This “holy creation” where consciousness and the brain are so beautifully powerful, but maybe the people who endure pain wouldn’t agree, as I have no aches, I exercise, I take a lot of vitamins and Cialis most days for enhanced full-body weight loss and Cialis’es manly benefits <3 Cialis I don’t really need, I never did with Justine Ara who got me off so much, and I had a full-body orgasm with her shortly before we broke up, and nothing went “inside” me

Take and Rake for a big surprise, just wait as the lights go out and the crowd cheers, for a band is about to go onstage at the Big Top Concert Creation Hall with 4 walls on each side of you, fitted with powerful electric shocking wires and barbed Barbie wire surrounding the “Hostage Waiting Area” as the government of Nicaragua prepares to send a Buxton briefcase with $100’s and Botox by injection, with a ton of tiny pins to shoot it in your pecker wrecker down the waterfall in the Amazon Rain Forest muddy with a lot of rain I remember reading that it rains every day I the Rain Forest that’s being burnt down by shitty countries like China!

I raked people’s front lawns a bunch- one after another with the Minister and people I knew from our Charlton Federated Church PRAISE JESUS!

I didn’t need him and I believe Jesus Christ is a “Prophet” completely separate from God = Did you know that many virgins have given birth???

Oh I read about it on Time.com before I crashed and since then, scientific labs have created life WITHOUT ANY SPERM!

Divine Creation = “Parthenogenesis”

I feel like accelerating in a Tesla paid for with dogecoin and Bitcoin plus an my gift of an Apollo blue t-shirt autographed by the entire Space Crew .

ARE YOU IN ?????

TO

IT

I had a 3D videogame system with a few games made by NES called the “Virtual Boy” video game system

But we graduate from boyish things like I have chosen not to sell my Comic Book collection in Charlton, MA where my parents are selling my old toys and stuff that my parents bought for me and my brother Justin

My brother is important to me

Justine Aragona 2009-2013 is very important to me

I want a summer car for my birthday I turn 40 and I haven’t drank since 2016!

I didn’t need it

I’m a good driver

I dated a girl who had a TBI, too, and I really want to marry her and hoping she’s more intelligent now — I don’t care if she still loves Sponge Bob — I quit drinking and we were so great together

A Brisk man in a business suit with a North Face jacket to wear as he’s taxi taking cabs to his office that had been viewable until his apartment at TRL with Carson Daly Dali L-ama and I appreciate the good people who work with my Therapies (TBI) and CHARITIES, that I’m trying to raise money for the poor people a Rev. I know does a lot of Humanitarian work, like buying food I want to buy WEIGHT GAINERS!

PERFECT BECAUSE THEY’RE HIGH IN CALORIES!

What an ingenious idea by me and my parents are matching my donation

The Islamic Nation!

My perspiration containing bits of 9/11 remembrance of Lance Armstrong who didn’t actually cause 9/11 but he paid his taxes and he has helped LIVESTRONG AND LIVESTRONGPLUS+ Multi-Vitamin-C anti-oxidant but not an Amino Acid vitamins supermarket bottles of pills-pills-pills to much on with a white cracker at the cracked windshield in the John-Deere-wearing FACT-ORY WORKER AT A NUCLEAR POWER PLANT THAT I never ordered “seeds” or took opiates

I ordered a VERY SPECIAL XMAS GIFT FOR MY #1 BEST FRIEND WHO HAS YET TO COME VISIT ME HERE AT MY PLACE, AT “AVERTE” REHABILITATION LIVING AT WITH MY OWN APARTMENT AND MY MANY BRAIN INJURY PILLS!

THEY GIVE ME THE CHILLS !!!!!

The Subaru Solterra behold~

 

Mother deaf and dead Dave with no love, but perhaps from Above, liked the likely lie of David on fire, with Satan, the red dragon takes the wagon to Hades in an SUV by Bacardi's Mercedes-Benz automotive trends and likelyhood for something sugar sweet all around Allah, it is so good I say, THE BEST, doing pushup's for my big breasted milk-fed chest!

 Mother Dove of Faith to God Himself The Father — let’s take a minute for Jesus Christ who suffered for me, I never saw Jesus, I am delighted with, to be alive, without lice — those creepy criminal cringing at having his license taken away me I don’t drive here out-of-state EXPIRED MMJ card, I don’t need, or want — I’ve never had lice and I am clean, and has John Coz been well ???

I care about him and his son, like I care about Daniel M. Besse who wants to make money with me!

DAN’S SON, but maybe I wonder “What’s in it for me?”

Mommy D. I just want you to be, happy with me!

So happy to see you with the Clinique Astringent gentlemen of the Marquis Family, and I conquered the name of “Elegance” with my writing when I remember, you use Estrogen and I applaud that or maybe some other pill, let’s see Brady in Tampa, I want to see “Mannie” with her husband who I would like to meet this man, let me just say:  hats off to Nick D’Amico if they’re still married, and I wanted to think, “Did Danita really think she was really dating, “I’m Mom’s favorite!”

Dad is your favorite, ever since you met him, that’s so special you two were looking for marriage, to take your hubby to bed and wake up in the morning before millionaire Dad when Mother Hen Mother, “Mother, Mother, indeed like no other and let’s not forget to take sex too far, enjoying the looks on the face of one another... I was friends with Elon Musk — I believe I asked for Facebook on the phone to be friends with Elon Musk because my Dad was a millionaire, so I became his friend and called him on the phone when I wanted to tell him how lucky so super lovingly loving the Church Service, and we all taste the Body of Christ, as I have been so blessed to attend a Christian Private school for high school when the Saint’s would pray over us the students I love Elon Musk I want to buy the Minister a Tesla with Cardano I’m going all- in, on, I’m on, I’m On, I’m On, I’m NOT ON THE SPOT many years since my MMJ

if I were really suited UP  with a suit and tie and a BOW tie no less, in a bed in a nice hotel Suite — sweet whoopee woolly wool while I’ve never peed in the pool here, not HEATED at 70 degrees who sits on the throne, Whoopie Goldberg in “Sista Act” I took acting class in HS and I didn’t often get high there as I haven’t acted mean to anyone but Jesus Christ who I thank Him and Rev. Anne Skinner I thank with me having a Suite overlooking Niagara Falls with Sweet Justine (SJ I WENT TO SAINT JOHN’S)

My MMJ card ended and I’m going to buy Mom the whole entire “24” series when my Crypto Profits come in that are going up all-in with Tesla, increasing revenue over many years in time to CLIMB MOUNT VESUVIUS SUE B. family of 244 carats with a side of carrots and sell the Tesla Sedan with more than enough oomph to throw Ripley a bone and she would chew it, years in time since my MMJ card expired, three, years, ago… but look and go to Tampa to be with her for a light lunch at a cafe if she’d like — but the fact that Mannie now a “D’Amico” Mannie in Spanish I at WSU, friends for years, to see her and see her again, with Manny then “Mannie” Rotella on Facebook at WSU — Danita didn’t know why I wanted her involved, but for a short time I was FRIENDS with her, sending her the video of when Ross Kisses Rachel on FRIENDS-ONLY I never went to her room but I saw her one day when I was outside of the dorms, Dan knows, I’ve done nothing wrong with her, and Dan didn’t teach me at Saint John’s but how to later grow that I now take a bunch of Calcium Citrate strong bones like James Bond! Because he would want his kid’s inheritance invested in Etherium

Etherium

And Cardano that I hope to either own a new o oh  o o o I want a new car with the profits from Etherium and Cardano, but not much growth in Bitcoin that had a small dose ???

) MOTHER DOVE ( a ship sails John Coz to the pier where he parks his new Volvo outside of the Pier 1 wooden boat

Deborah

ISN’T (1. A DONKEY ??? 2. DELIRIOUS ??? 3. SNIFFING DUSTER ??? 4. Or this meeting getting torn the fuck out of a printer I don’t have here, I haven’t printed anything here or with the staff

Let’s listen to Dad talk about his second-career, bass fishing, and Dad never gambled, you allowed my buying cheap and expensive scratch tickets, when I won $250 on a Pinball Wizard ticket, but not a Traffic Ticket

Toots, with booty buns for me hun!

Pass, the sugar sweet of who but you,

Who, tantalizing treat a tall tree 3,

Hey, viva la vida especial a la Allah,

God, you are the greatest feat of a

Whoa, the hologram of Him You God

The, dearest Father complete I met

Facebook, Meta- shopping at NETA

Paris, France, my eventual location?

Money in France, I dance in my pants

Like Lance, the loser doper, a dope,

Smoking in 3’s, I haves these, trees,

Say I, can say the word of the Lord,

With TextEdit not Microsoft Word!

This feeling is what I know- commencement comments on Facebook, showing Miley Squatting at a beach at night, there was no light, gentle and coastin’ from coast to coast, eating. Buttered Toast, with a real “toast” to the almighty Wayne the millionaire holding onto his “Cash-Cash” not smoking butts or Hash, generating grey ash, so dust to dust, I’m on the Cusp, drinketh drinkers like Derek Langlois his toast to roast, occasionally sipping wine with his AZN wife, I hope she shows him “strife” =/

Karma complete, I have 2 feet, and 7 inches below, I stow and I stay while watching nothing “Gay” sensing no attraction Subaru Outback XT with Traction, slipping in the snow, tilted reflection... and in the puddle of RBC blood, with an Insulin interjected injection, the “tilted reflection” needs inspection with Sr. Gadget of a grey TRENCH coat throwing grenades above, and while drinking Gatorade a Dove sails the sky, I’m not high, I like the Zoloft 3 times a day, so I will stay and talk nicely to E. E. Webs galore with Weebs drinking warm beer on this cold outside night of touching Syllables with the Bible staying idle, liable for Jesus’ adoration, a Prophet, says in The Qur’an, “Jesus Is My Homie” t-shirts I’ve ordered galore, more in store, for a can of Campbell’s Soup with chicken and seller-ie (Celery) along plus “Seltzer” of savage Savior Jesus Christ, my Prophet — sorry I don’t think Jesus is God, because I have experience with “GOD” I know him and His Divine Presence at the edge of space, my place, to be with Him and my tight belly drinking Perrier from a glass belonging to Krystal Witterall, on Christmas Eve, the company/business of $36.5M owned by Great Wayne who knows I’m not insane, to say the least with honest thinking about positive honesty that the jerks on the phone that made me hit a telephone pole and not a TREE!

I don’t “Smoke Trees”

I don’t drink

I don’t wear Mink,

I think, I think

I don’t wear pink,

I don’t puke in the sink,

I call this weak, you hum

Hum

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gMEB4HNNZ2I

 Bang Bang banjo dingo dangling a dangling with a feather pillow smattering along with Her, my Darling oh we sing —  Madam for you I have a right tight ring for your leftmost pinky, eating a Twinkie with

the Pinkie up, and miss drink of your cup, the pathway of the Nissan “Pathway Finder” Standing right aside her- noticing by chance to dangle and angle off the angel, rainy clouds, being Loud and not

Shroud Stroon Spoon Shrewn Sherwsbury Catholic School for 5 grand a year, pay the lunch lady land with the mop on her hand of a simple pickup, take the Truck, and the Tank, with Hank, him to thank for ‘a’ my, my oh my, a Paris pizza pie, at my Bank in France overseers harvesting the happenings of white barren wombs of wombats and women when I add them the Adding Adidas and additional ad - vert 

ramp, on some Tini Tize-ments Tinkle Tower at this very hour, or an ornament adorned with the owner of fluffy grey hair, the one who is to care, looking down unapprovingly of wet sticky hair, in the

sink... and wearing a Mink fur of hairs with an EMT who really cares, no death for me or me the He of the Leicester matter, sleeping on a mattress to rest on one’s eyes after with your and My credit-card declined, of bullshit hacked purchases, what gives? I don’t want to have any kids!!! Barren tomb of a bleach monsoon down south, Trident in my mouths, to feed, with my need... and with a single seed 

the gift of fruity, dancing goes the black girl named Roh-die on TV in the dark, be careful where you park, nest to a violet-cranberry Cadillac, hit the gasoline, we’re sitting sighting and but SIGHING instead of “Signing” on the dotted-line hot off the bench-presses we’re a malignant mess, with a receipt signed by Jess. a madam new to Tocci and with capered sushi a TV dinner we have a winner in pink, soap on the bathroom sink, with EZ Clay Spray to the Wildest of may adorn a bedfellow biting the pillow, hill of hills with vertical drop-shoot spills the beans on the Gluteus Flutes in Nissan’s sure serif, singing, if, and only if, with a thin mother Tiph white hen a beckoning with balls I’m breaking them seen on to Green! Go! Light circle of a Gumby storage signal, comfotrting the sullying Saleen Musgtang  twang in between the bosoms of my Mother Earth, I wouldn’t like to ever give Birth, out of a peter-petri dish if you insisted, on the inside, I swallow my pride, of a Bitcoin(s) investment in 2013 or 2014 premature

Maxima’s arriving late today’s current reciporical repository to get the Respiratory long story an STi on the road, my lawn at my house, Dad keeps mowed, with a Mode; Model Mold Mod off and be a cat in the house meowing and whole-cowing it, to Tip one soon, Alice, to the moon of Maternal Madness Gluteus Glutes and with gowns down to the Maximus, of this precipise of spice on the riff- put out that Lit Spliff, with Tiph to tantle longer than the high-past hour, forlorn and worn, miss the coffee drinks, pouring hot water down the sink, so it doesn’t stink to the stuck mother fuck in the freezer a la an old Geezer, while listening to Weezer on the Chantilly Lace for a man to embrace, and a long song, belief with 100% bequeathed be wine belonging  to the owner of Palestine, with Jesus Christ the Monte Cristo watching Spice, inhaling Spice, but tonight do It twice, for a double bereft of a shotgun sawed short in baseball,  the bag, and stop, I am not a licensed cop, applying the Wily choke hold, while in the November months it’s cold, all of them,  to be about announced, and Anonymously- this is the shining light of my princess hun (Justine Aragona) I have won!