My www.wrxtbi.com about my injured brain and many injuries in 2004, this when, I WAS "SET-UP" !!!!! IT WAS ALL "A SET-UP" www.wrxtbi.com I DISDAIN MY ENEMIES!

Tickle to tick-talk the roundabout circle-swinging sided with the largest Clock like Big Ben, and when, and how, I bow to God and Dad and Mom, thinking so long, do I want to stay alive? I think about war and I’m waiting for the “Light me up, Light me up” (BIAMA) my TBI group of yesterday’s long years-forlorn but living at home and dining so exquisite—I delivered shrimp salads to my parents—now they pay $20,000/mo. “Rent”-ed runts of www.alwayschillen.com/thecword.htm as we sway on, so long are the nights of me when, so such so lightly “nocturnal” when I find peace in the quiet, dark world, with XM Radio!  And hey ya know, what’s up with the wacky antics of the fucks here at “Averte” once again “sway” when it’s time to get the lay’s potatao chips, misstepped awkward hips, with sealed lips, squirted on a rag—some Varnish—exhaust pipe wheels on tar- the exhaust is TAR-nished and nixed when ‘a’ riding dirty, all for the life of a Boulevard Tramp crashed—shoulda taken an off-ramp that “Silly Ho”

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Pull the “Shades” on The Palisades of paradise where everything nice, sweet, to be greeted by some more of Ahab and Allah at Alcoholics Anonymous, cantanker-ed when while Wed to a beautiful Bride, that is said, to, “I DO!” by a mysterious Minister—what happened to Rev. Jim Chase???—he’s in-hiding by my own intuition on my Mission to Mars—I don’t set foot in them “Bars” for years of diligence, irrelevantly, where I be, wondering why so many new friends on Facebook?  And have I been “hooked” ???

I’m into the this household writing all-nighting not drowsy succumbed to sleep—with a wink-eye despised—so SURPRISE!