I AM PLEASED DO SOOTHE YOU AND YOURS!

When another picks a pretty flour, so sour, one must come to Terminal of De-scent pleasantries of KITCHEN-COOKIES for the family to sop up the chocolate chips—Aunt Jemima moving her hips???—Or maybe Misses Lady Marmalade having just run on steady in a race, pick up the pace, switch one’s racial features of these Chumps—albeit never ever a Wimpy—Are you stumped, I must me with the missed chemical twist of 1 part ginger, 2 parts valerian, 3 parts porridge with Whey—you see, the more butt-er the more any-mostly... so then I ask, Are you:

A.) The House Speaker

B.) The House Keeper

C.) www.alwayschillen.com/thecword.htm

D.) “To Infinity and Beyond!”

I present to you a famed online star, Meatball: and her 6 felonies mugshot

And then on the opposite end of the spectrum, there's My Mom, paying "Housekeeper"  dollars under the table, like just ask Juanita, nor her not being a Maid, as in ever, the hired help?—2 white house-cleaning toiletries and vacuuming during the day, one time every week or oh our 2 weeks, maybe? The duo never stole from our nice house, a ringing rooster or pick up the telephone to see one’s reacting to “Marquis Residence, Jeffrey speaking...” remembering the 3 or 4 days “Tweaking” the oiled wrench, changed oil of my car—the dearest dealership not too far away (from home)—and trips to buy Tire Shine and Carnauba Wax for my dear vehicles, like the 1991 Toyota Corolla Wag-on that caused me dismay, the 15” rims (with hubcap’s) displayed, and pulling up the “E” Brake to slalom slide all be subsided and extroverted, sides seen at restaurant menu’s to peruse, side of broccoli please, when it has been very much so floating here while seated, undies “Discrete” with an absence of “panty-lines” all fine to find, to search out, the southern hemisphere of girlies’ rears, so that to the end, and this: “Play Pretend” like I’m not gazing at the Sorority’s Sisters “Hazing”—what I call amazing, seeing girls puke, that creases the pieces of paper—sum of a toilet’s cleaning paper—stretched wide and caucasian thighs, on these big ol’ belly-gut (drinking too much) loins and groins a growling, aft to the befouling of the unkempt, of which, I AM EXEMPT! being single and with only one 1982 born-dated a worker here, somewhat dearey, my John Deere — no other “Johns” for this ELON-gated time frame, what was I straightforward thinking, in the end it was a stinking mess—pierced nipples on a chest, bereft, free and lacking, paddle-whacking a his highness—I only use CBD without the “high” which you are free to witness, me, busy like a bee, hence...

From what I know of the extensive universe, still growning at the speed of light (so slow, interstellularly) of God’s steady (stagnant?) pace, there I show you what Islam and Allah mean to me, it all being “Pure Velocity” for a Universal experience...

Allah, you interest me, it's REAL and ever so greatly—I want to stay with Allah, it to be, me my name "Jeffrey Marquis" www.jeffreymarquis.com 👀