Saint John's High School (Class of 2000)—let's go Pioneers!

Are you sitting, this when and while sifting through the air your taken a share of the fresh air, but not that stink, sipping blackly squid pro-quo-INK of a slinking soldier—a fatty soldier moreover—breathed and winded, to be not a damn thing rescinded, taken aback, setting a scene for hustle ’n’ bustle of the work-along darn panic attack, with a phat pouffy ass to smack, with a deep red mark of a handshake on that white skin—not a damn single Black in my kin—yeah worse than that, Dave smoking crack and the oh he loved this..., the brown sugar sludge, he liked it ooey-gooey fudge all up in his veins—talk about “Insured Insanity” lifted off from gravity to Heroin Heights (those HIGH heights) of Opiates—that oh no, he gets no donations from me—albeit maybe a ten or a twenty in dollar bill cents, cleaning up the delinquents, like Dead Dave the Heroin and Liquor Slave—I recall, the most hits of all my threads—pitiful parents and a dike sister—I laugh, so do you feel a draft? “Draught Beer”—I’M SOBER SINCE 2016!—the alcohol is evil disguised in a liquid, I already said, Pro-Poor-Quid—but what does it mean???

I’m a Textual Tranny Queenie- somewhat a meanie but with an obscene memory, seeking Camaraderie written lightly some days ago, found below...

Drag nets fishing on a phished Network of a good-with-math, kinda jerk—when it comes time for that, so aft, these playboy dot-com’s and a monthly fee, when I choose to be, and to stay, and to say, my Jehovah’s Witness friend Peter S.—he paid his churches $$.$$ to sign up for a hardcore porn website—laughing at him was a delight, and him swayed easily, in my car at night he was “Played” so easily, so-so easy for me, to also be with two of my teachers for hedwops, when I dug it digging it really lively—I’m Alive and telling my tale, that in several years now, I’ve had a zero-amount of Ale, seeing and setting sail—also no Tanning—me pale white skin, that white is the most important aspect of Mount Vesuvius and 4 Presidential USA faces carved into the hillside—I forget what that’s called—they’re all white—and you see the dismay, the fray, of African’s in their HIV/AIDS shitty land! To that and, and...