Up to the udder, so oddly, and have yourself some stale milk for supper!

“Super” So Ask, Something what’s up crank yanker you got a loose tooth???

And with a “Bodacious” Body—how’s that to float your boat? Hmmm, not too shoddy! so don’t hit me, hardly, akin to the jaw, better off chewing “Chaw” of the early 1800’s A.D.—you know, the tobacco chewed up and spit The Swagger—a bad cowboy actor, after her and spit The Sworn Oath of a kind guppie fish in the water—Do you know what a “Shiner” is?

It’s bait for the aqueous creatures when ICE FISHING sometime soon, it slowly snowed, so how about at highest of the noon 12:00 pm and then to them, the fact I handed Ember a Nicer PEN, and when writing down the bare minimum of groceries to be retrieved, all for me, that the poor fucks here aren’t welcome about around ME my “John Deere Stocks” Grey Goose (SOBER!) birds in flocks, trying on socks, infected with fungus persisting footsie tootsie pesticides, like a handkerchief to dry one’s eyes—“She’s a brown eyed girl” to come out and play—see you another day of dreary delinquent Cashiers at the hot-spot of a Gasoline Fill-Up and Full Serve

Sodden and Tranquil, those them times when the solid stillness bears no witness, so don’t be angry and pissed, off the top, it flips and it flops, Freddy hoisting a bucket and mop, him a pleasant worker with some soap, hitting high notes humming to himself, Acetone on the upper shelf and he was very short, “Quit it guys!” was his retort to the tempered verbal abuse—but he liked to fish in his boat—I remember “yellow teeth, incongruously lined and stinking” the coffee pot to brew some poo like energy, that the caffeine it’s not seen in pills anymore, as energy drinks—I want more, sipping Starbucks you lucky Fools with a wife of your life, fallen lately, Felicia O. in my American Lit. II class with Mr. Blake, late in the day when ending around sunset (Southern Sun) I’m a crumb-bum and I’m the one with the shiesty “Recovered” sucker, Mother F’her and ruined hair needs to be combed, “Now take me home!”  Mr. Marquis, you got your thrill but I cannot “Just Chill” because I forgot my pink pill at home

But no it’s not like that—I see—will I be here for eternity???

I think there’s going to be WWIII so that I remaining at “Averte” and retaining new information of how to WRITE about the delight I know of the tremendous power of Allah...

Scattered patters for a home cooked meal, or then maybe at “A Wake” with a severe infestation of Bunions—nice Buns Hun!—those toesies and heals marching on The Sole (www.thesole.com) with a thick pair of socks on... that unto un-do the rotten sores, pray your feet don’t see The Morgue, after coming up blank on Google, my searching for a 38.4 MB, .doc in Word I paid for and I present you with an "Orb" (The Orb) and standing tall we have “Orbital” (Orbital)

Yeah “standing tall” to be me and to you all, think about the 3.5” my legs were shrunk, arms alarming a nurse, shot with some “Shrink substance” Recombinant of course, that’s 3.5” taller can you believe? I can’t wait to do it again, if I ever get the chance to Do The “Doping” A La “Lance Armstrong” but the yellow bracelets of LIVESTRONG, yeah those two, they’re no longer, ON — now being pinned up hanging on my friend, my “Fridge” with the world’s strongest magnetic substance, in two cubes, while I don’t have ice cubes, that most of you use, think about it, peruse my thoughts and judgements on the Deleriant “Ethyl Alcohol”—problem drinking, big or small?—my suggestion of attending A.A. just one day, it was one night when the sun having set, and look around at the LOSERS? OR WINNERS? The people with a drinking problem, absolve them NOT ABSOLUT alcoholic users on occasion or each and every day relaxing at nightly regularity ` ` ` All I know is that it worked for me—showing “Personal Responsibility” responsible and responding to the online crows—amasked in a digital Facebook crummy crowd of 95% women, my “The Iliad” quota in “quotations” praise the USA this fine nation! BIG AMERICAN TAXPAYER RIGHT HERE!