find something to call your
own like i do...samples not so clear or sound but past experience...'today's the
day' and who knows ? i'd go in a home lever: she spent money on this one
'pavlov's bell' someone died...both songs on the 'lost in space' lp get it all ready to come and be
seen as if by some sound
btw: 'smilers' as in aimee mann's new lp is 'sliders' or the little
burgers that may make you fat or mostly poor
sets of four ? at trader joe's
maybe that aren't cheap but we eat at all - she says 'people who watch
you work and sweat'
no - closet is 'smilies' like my grandfather who are around too much
and think to they own the place by default
we'll be there when the work is done...when work is after to be done
when you own, you pay people yourself that's all...at 50k? you? the
staff of employed the army of own the place really to no take
or then the front desk at mcdonald's
- the ones who eat at too cheap as any in investment keep monies but as
if sound
the special sauce is a whopper, fool - ketchup plus mayonnaise and
pickle
at best, tj's has said 'for the [studio] homeless'...no, you fucking
sexmongs - get out
no one needs to be hears from that...'hope springs forth and is eternal'
i'd label the vitamins but says leave for a doctor maybe
brown (black plus yellow) plus blue eyes make green (if to the black
surround)
even
after you fight for your food you is angry maybe not so good these are okay we miss mole sauce if the
yellow curry sauce replaces easily enough
(very nice) ...organic rice is rare but seen we miss black cherry popsicles
(or fruit floes then) we miss green tea ice cream we miss orange juice in the can
sometimes (organic?) we miss sun dried tomato
splash...
we miss mojito sauce
we miss pork carnitas a scrapbook ain't
forever but
we remember it some
devo 'love without anger' from the
'new traditionalists' lp (1981) 'life's so good we gotta wear
shades' is all it says...see it again
Ashlee Simpson "Rule Breaker" from "Bittersweet World" LP
(2008)...okay
so there it is I worked for it. Stephanie Lento...is here...hometown.
July 1 rest stop...my number one song sold? Barbra Streisand
"Songbird" (or then other Justin Timberlake "My Love"...) get to the
fact and by tenths and he who sits should sings for me? Don't be that
songbird. Curma prontess Ashlee Simpson has been dunmped off here by
other white meat Michael Jackson as we lay around in bed for days he
driving me nuts a soundless sneak being remade to repeat parents as
hovering mothering (a wireless black mind in a dump-white body...new
tattoo "BBB" bets bought busted...naked on the lawn hassling with
police again my favorite 100th floor story burnt out the window...after
Burger King that is). I can't
remember the song name too hard to
extract for the fifth time taken back 'round the tree we'll get back to
you that stuff is shit in basically, and mostly (a befutureless white
girl trained speak and stance - rolio - by my own puerto ricans and one
who sings about herself accomplish and not instrument vocal through to
the song...real wife trash but only a genre: who is that calling the
yellow bricks down?) Get to the hard parts faster bat
them balls right back I jewly compliment me. See "Rule Breaker" and if.
This song was really good however I never mercy a soul, ever - trust
that. You see Billy Ray Cyrus is at once back to squire you out you big
mouth trash bag. The boys from Disney high school (I sit and think
about capping that activity, mostly, you're own little style of passing
us off down lane...I like the one like me with pink hat on...I like me,
mostly) have been lovely, however, we are eternally fucked up...Know us
for hating personal style not yet to call your own. Disney is the
devil's work again. "Too much dollar per pound to be punched." You
gonna start having to charge the attic for that.
"You use moisturizer to
keep fattening fatty heats out with
ginko balls in the ports while heat issues out and with waters made
leave." - dM
Stearic acid from eggs so vicious to filths in and out. Use
moisturizers to reduce fat and bone always. Celery? Nothing cleans
feet, tits, and 'this waits' like moisturizers too. Or be that no
grainy veins at the foot...Lubriderm,
yet display no greams bedside or
me. Gross. West Hollywood clerks have boilo bottles with titsy flowers
that look like lube at their desks - see "parking" section and if.
Queers think that's
original thought....be last to ask me. Little grimy sex aids shoot my
lower load. How to ask no one anything without being seem ? while a
mole over lip slows me eating at Hamburger Mary's
while we (one "Mary Werstener" who hangs in there by loving her
own to talk...then song "why does it feel so good to be people
without God in your life?" because we can't stand your bother + your
bother + you're a bother + you get to give only, Nigger, and I don't
want my charity of shit back without ours a synthesis or the rearrange
not your lovings lowering the life...we hope it's all true "ask for the
stars - if you only get the moon, you're still ahead of the game...")
talk it all
over her charity basiled faiths of homeless grimes along (Huntingdon,
now) Long Beach
used up long ago by Hollywood sancts who urge keeps of pink leathers as
used but
somehow saleable. You spit in anything I don't care - now get the
$40-two seater
(one burger fries, one chicken sub fries, beer, sodas - tip is there)
charity out (so packed to the hilt with army less ours she
says...whatever...some is nice, but never ask a black heart to freshen
a blueblood)...no one does anything good in this world without the fork
of buttspun up its ass. You take care of none but me and my own money
as they pay no one to know that in the land of farsee. Do we challenge
California? There are no
worlds within words. Every time I say
never do you put out a whole plate hoping to eat (and right out back -
you fed
yours), you pull down the menu and show me the kitchen's closed but an
very ass. I'm still kicking out their chairs...you eat by that I will
not stink it out ever be you.
We use stink to thank you off an ass - to perhaps not be you too. Even
bad breath is personally yours sent to you. TeePee (TP, T) welcomes you
as if Great Adventure with box-lunch homes but dumps down like waters
in a shelter out back by blowing tube. Pleased as if to please me.
Leave
you off overnight six days by butch and a day, and seen and as if just
seeing then if. Like two tits in a freezer pack, one bursts out in
tears when open, the other just cries as if alone. Is this real? "Never
plan out a bad night in advance - let it become you with your second
thought" or nevermind. A woman wants you to fall down within, but who
will
see her rhyming out the aegean seas with me? That means nothing you
know - see that, check spelling some. They don't make Microsoft (a PC's
tabernacle) for to
enrich Apple like they don't ask you to keep that a secret to yourself.
You are a fool asking me to test me in and again for you. Fool.
Love to the "modern" Jewish-type woman who gave an Asian woman in the
tv audience (of "Montel"?) her "psychic" wandering eye to know if she
would be a
"success" in her chosen field "of choice." "Yes" she said thinking a
nod. When queried again to confirm as if not heard correctly she added
coldly "That's all." No - she could've said more the psychic, but
wouldn't and no trap seen by me. Mine taken in: "We don't add these
parts in, but
keep studying to be a doctor but it's no fun you'll hate it. Adds one:
We hate people - they are boring me bad." They are too smart - you
don't ask about stuff unless everyone there knows why. We want to shit
in it, not see it form on the very dot. Not your best look. We seek see
what happened, not what will be following me while I sit and
watch.
saw these tents at cvs cheap $20 they
also have those as-seen-on-tv light switches nad's...for that price just the
tent, yes
This on 06/27/08: Ah, Mobil
protests us here in West Hollywood at $4.75-$4.99 a gallon. Chevron (my favorite station) bits
less at $4.69 to $4.97 a gallon. Where will it end? Other?
40,196...mock-up. McDonald's
gave us a brand-new set of coupons angus burger and all pretty much the
same with the weekly mail circular and also note I bought TJ's angus
'sliders' again too they are not bad at all ($5 for like two burgers'
worth Gulden's mustard, Heinz ketchup). Ate their pot roast last night
too 2-3 minutes in the microwave just right their garlic mashed
potatoes so yummy.
On CNN today, a photograph ("God
Hates Fags") urges "If guns kill people, do pens misspell words?" Oh,
brother! A new pen like the
little lime green one a Sharpie on my
key chain asks 'why be here if you're not going to write to Kitty
Green?' Then 'why take Ti Kwon Do if you're not gonna kick someone's
ass?'
says another girl. It's the askin' of that bothers me. As long as you
can go to WalMart or Sears when your mother's coming...a
mercy me then electric fish tamer.
Alfred Hitchcock's classic "The Birds" - watch it now! I'm making birds like
that, you know - unfold the wings and legs hang down for quick snatches
and fun. In the meantime, a blackbird hit me on the head my hat in the
rear on the way to Pavilions
the other day in their lot near construction staging. Thank YOU bitch
sat on the fence with that one wall eye looking at me. I've
only been shat on once on the way to Allentown's Public Library (um, in
New Jersey) during the summer when I was a kid. Right on the sidewalk
under a tree. But back to, the preview of Hitchcock in a library (nobody real, ever) is a long wind in itself. Watch that instead.
Also, Prince "Under The Cherry Moon" - if anything, the soundtrack is
staged and that's good enough....from 1986. Or then "Fried Green
Tomatoes" the Loreal below looks like Kathy
Bates to me. Is her. That's
why it's there. Fried Green Tomatoes is good fun if you've never
seen...living, dying, the dying of it.
Devo "Freedom Of Choice" title song from the 1980 album,
explore this
and themes with you Devo has things to teach you. No truth to Mark
Mothersbaugh the lead singer dying or any other yet (he of late on the
"Colbert
Report" as a "cold pert" says he). His mother-in-law
only. Zoom. Get to "Snowball" too I play and sing it often enough and
also "Cold War" we hear now with its ultra-weird syncopies. Devo remind
me on VH-1 showcases they have alot of fresh clips as yet unseen.
Devo "The Super Thing" from 1981's "New Traditionalists" LP.
Many other
goods here...plus story that got erased. What is the "super thing"
referenced? Fuckin? No, God's ability to do. Other big hits with me
include "Jerkin' Back 'N' Forth", and "Going Under". Words " i observe
| like the pilot of a jumbo jet | or a girl | on the go | who hasn't
got there yet "..."Beautiful World" from tv land and commercials is
here too.
"Some people say they never
got stung by a bee on the foot. That is extra creepy." - dM who got
stung and among other things until he wore shoes out and about
just hiked it up to the kitty
and lyle menendez estate...722 elm drive beverly hills...this on
06/25/08 it's all terry's family who does
this shmaltz nice enough though fuckin'
ghosttown
holy card...the signature is
moniker or fastly drawn for fastly seen the address defunct we are now 930
palm #146 each a family by request, and see they fixed the
hat hair
From Trader Joe's overhead mistaken again, INXS "The One Thing" from their "Shabooh
Shoobah" LP (1982)...hi K. Leatherberry #245 plus plus (if a
"leatherberry" makes red on leather - a favorite of mine too).
death be not proust or giving
beyond means...is my art above in black still and today
Was watching "Sex In The City" (1998) the first installment online and for free...not
bad. I'd call it "Married To The Morgue" no matter how nice my
apartment smelled. I am those girls dying of it...lots of girls quote
their father their finest lover so tender you. I had many good ones and
sometimes wished they stayed longer. They need to be passed around too
and fro touch upon touch you're turning Japanese. Pointe gross: I
partially rented the full third season compact from the West Hollywood
Public Library and had to return that buckwheat for being overly watts:
an episode sampled but not paid for (dialogue increases wits down)
featured simply disgusting situations bits dappled diseases and health
checks urged by speed dial ('heal call us' - 'round and 'round the
table we went, however, contains no trans fats 'what do you mean you
don't wear a rubber always then but only?' I can't believe it's not
butt-hair-de-de -- well it ain't). Sure, men fucking and crying like
baby to orgasm and talk of chlymadia or the regis canned clams disease
of feeding your twat cat food like Stove-Top stuffing "Giblets" flavor
(ishtabb worms come out of your ass I hear almost six feet
long...whatever...don't it come out but minutes after your underwear
reappears as colored scarves?) Anyway, the look 'round the shop was
tv-cheap all grizzly adams and I don't think they deserve the scarring
so lets find our muse with it.
Meanwhile, should you get a red dick from fucking your dog? We'll pick
that up later...with your usual decline to speak us said. Sometimes I
get a bit scab or chaffing around the upper bushlip from lifetimes spun
past you, but that Lubriderm soothes the meat and to watch it rise
again each performance logically and vertically discrete. No one ugly
has a fertility problem if it's been previously ruled out by each a
measuring cup fifths full. Dry Robb Roy needs a little sperm from the
bartender - did you get that? I'd never lip-drink that shit without
topping it off...thanks, be Nick.
Crap month and with unnecessary heats! Pat Benatar has a new comp out
the "Ultimate Collection" and LP and all (2008) -- I chose "Just Like
Me" but changed to "Never Wanna Leave You" under advice. Wonder where
Happy Days' nutsy Erin Moran went? I heard the prayerful play here.
you get to this fast food faggots...i'm tired of asian yogurt palaces
watching your figure? what?
you buy yogurt in the store when they discount it fully and you think
in a day i'll have this...
you don't run with last cents to any yogurt you get sweet on it - stop
robbing your body of pay or go broke just like santa claus did
"mind your health at home" i'll be waiting for that first britney shake
'tomatoes and sungrass' better not millions of milkshakes
as the army fights local restauranteurs for free dinners just if you'll
parade around then fly out to houston
Supposedly Interscope Records
- a top label at Universal - shows us how to do it at our iTunes
affiliates website....
Now that another woman has proves she only wants to roll over at the
glass ceiling and get fucked, we see the black with the seeming name
that bombed us...mock me again you poor bitches who will sirve? Fenway
above (from the defunctFarrell's site...history site)
moves with the
spirit you should too. My quote? ARCO
(not originally Atlantic-Richfield, but "our" company as in gays not
just a vanity label like Phillips '66 I'm said) folded to be Hess the cleanest necessarily
full-serchice gas station never known by you outside of New Jersey.
Click not.
"Women at work always
want to know they are. I tell 'em 'You are no one. You are no one to
me.'" - dM who notes once again "The boss can't be fired."
***
We welcome a used HP PSC
Photosmart 2410 "all in one" printer scanner fax copier into our
domicile...we didn't have a printer like we don't have call waiting or
long distance service without a card. I lessen these further to asshole
behavior but see this improve or reduce me ongoing. New scans
below...others? Color cartridge is $35, black will be $20...or eBay for
purchase only. Hewlett-Packard
currently recommends this printer to you in its place (HP
Photosmart C6280 All-in-One Printer, Scanner, Copier). Whatever you.
The Elton John as Bartholomew or then "Captain Fantastic" is my current
logo for sign in account - thought you'd enjoy that one. Obviously, he
wants "Rocket Man" and collection now.
...ours, yours - link is to new
model
Elton John "Someone Saved My Life Tonight" from 1975's "Captain
Fantastic And The Brown Dirt Cowboy" you only use ampersands "&" in
company names e.g., "Hiram Walker
& Sons" no government names. Only
family, really, and for style.
***
People (someone you) asked for summary statements of 'people types' by
descriptor and
we'll hafta do these ongoing for being needy as such. These are mine
only and some regretably are add-up sense:
Black: Always making ends meet (prided at gift or the
unextended-unexpected hand...sends woundage or looking at others as
unfortunate back up hill);
Gay: Decorates in hell (+ forces gift outward in many an exchange to
expect more);
White: Cuts down the middle (nothing you didn't expect or less,
personal difficulties notwithstanding, where it rests with);
Adult: Free to receive well (with no other friends or in mind as now
business-like);
God: Intra-personal never to speak (you have needs exceeding your
ability to deliver soundly...as never viable here, you ask to pre-peek
just bits or then have to see only noth sight);
Mother: Unconditional care forwith (caring but with you, knows you not,
milk and kisses);
Father: Broadens your adult context (as light shining outward and
necessarily coming together again in further sights lengthened);
Child: Invests wisely in being-having together (refocuses the self to
sending);
Teacher: Returns the child (rudely interests you in your own
self-interests but too soon be seen - another child attacking the
misguide of it);
Merchant: Until you stop trying (to buy me my own stuff with your eye
for it anything else is too quick to see it coming and going);
Family: Unspoken but seen to assume freely (great for takes to).
and the truth is...i don't think
of it ever i hafta be nagged into it and
then who-whom wanted to see more of this? people make sure she looks good
in overall influence even when i can't won't: aids 'just because two men got
together' laterals infection control + hopeful (this ain't good,
but it's good enough for gays - they think it's still true 'she's
here'...mine: 'if not here, not ever'? a better place for it if so
bless) a wildly portrayed bridge phobia
made the mouse under the chair: 95 bridge in philly coordinates
beautifully with her trips to the bahamas post 1977 with priests and
from philly international - 'fly down with the fool's fool' my dream of her lying awake but
solemn in a white coffin on the right side of st. john's church
approaching mass makes me order up my own coffin with terribly
sads...i'm waiting to see its own luxors made mine...no bo peep
the ol' college coffin - 'you're learning to use it...'
don't work on her behalf to make
yourself seem real - people will add it all up the sundry list of
achievements thank jews... real is not spoken of often
enough to care...my own maxim: what can't be fixed, won't get broken -
you can trust that don't fight me to be - avoid
being there always you no thinking comes with life so spoken
god bless the go-go's!
From new Coldplay "Viva La Vida" or live Patrick Swayze anyway is their
song "42" our age when made this. More code
later - the name from
"Thanks, Wong Foo Julie
Newmar"...the title of the album to me should mean "just because
you asked, you get" like a song should play you out later on as
thoughtful only - no questions forth in a supreme of gift. To be like
borrowing money from someone really nice a fortunata then.
pet shop boys 'i'm with stupid'...from the 'fundamental' lp (2006)
this changed at the end: the tall one introduces himself as chris lowe
and i laughed so hard...
nicely done and quite new - six weeks old
Inner City "Ain't Nobody Better" Babe...from their "Paradise" LP
(1989)....get to "Big Fun" and the "Good Life" too.
Stevie V "Dirty Cash" on the "100% Pure Dance" comp
LP...see me others.
Finished watching Indiana Jones here at home last evening - it was
damned good too. Alot of laughs go see. That woman was God - he got mad
again and left with her 1956 from Australia. So seek - and thanks Marc
Ondy you were real cute (Brian "Sammons" - or Hawn..."Jodie's sister"
he says - plays the interview parts for speaking mostly, Marc is the
"boo" or hollow face with round eyes that joins us for view outward).
The company of Indiana Jones
finds the crystal skull - looks like it's the skull from the "Alien"
movies...long in the back looks like a loaf of bread wrapped with tin
foil
inside and is magnetic - deep in a spider-webbed catacomb. The
Austrian woman and her company finds and snatches the skull as awaiting
and the chase begins. A land-based boat is the hero in this chase as
someone invokes Dionys (the plant king that morphs nature) with the
skull held outward. The boat is flung over a cliff and into a huge
river by
a hanging tree down. The river issues three major scares in a natural
waterfall
situation and the company all winds up with the skull to be placed at
its initial burial site at Montenegro (the name of the falls issued -
to mean "more than the eye" can see). Inside the
unlocked chapel - a great beauty of art and impose like a ghengis cohen
thing all red chinese - there is a zodiac composed of sitting
glass skeletons as beperched on bricks of
past lives or rumans. Each undecorated, one is missing his skull
and as it is held high against in thought by the Austrian woman,
magnetism takes it from her hand and bolts it on the one spine to be
missing.
Eventually, all skeletons and woman herself begging to be known to it
combine to form God as a huge cyclone rages around and outside. A
spaceship forms and takes off from, but will one day return they say.
Indiana Henry Jones and Karen Allen then get married loosley in Boston
in front of their "son" the Austrian woman prevails here.
There are other notes beside my fast writing, but I'm not really
thrilled to be with their details...isn't that be enough?
There's a white Montenegro (what is that? an Oldsmobile "Toronado" or
"breaking winds" the Montenegro is sold as a Cadillac only with leather
interior) parked outside
black vinyl (um, leather) top making sure I get the flue....we see
newer model yet this is a 1973 I'm told in me.
Soon ? I want to do an expose on boys in the news who fucked girls and
broke their necks like Kennedy's do it...maybe soon. I got an update on
Robert Chambers by dreams. Rick James used the metal type pot pipe with
the ring on it to burn an "o" on the upper thigh. Did you know? Only if
you want me to "nobody asked for this be careful..." still labricating
or asking myself why and how me? Don't always be so safe - you had a
point too. Always issuing and retracting over time (like you got
nothing overall and to be right ever - see photo-like boxes of you
instead...alot of air above for growth, not sure) makes you a
non-person. No one lives with you in tragedy...not with vicious takings
and all your life so sound. I've never had sex worth that, but on
average let's say so "the ass so rounded and firm to the touch" Marc
Ondy.
Check out the gift shop under the doughnuts below - they have funny mug
that has a Cheerios-sized doughnut glued on bottom like milk like
filth...at the very least is hard to clean.
My mother says the Id is the place where you're crying to sit and think
about what you did. Id that you too?
Make it meaning with me: "You get followed around by a wheel
that leaves tape on the road."
the eating tour 'depeche
mode' continues like being at san diego zoo (103 miles from
los angeles a single day trip 405 > 5 on down) seeing
the pandas from eats to eats
my favorite doughnut is lower left, kreme -they wouldn't let me have
that alone by photosnap
the kreme inside is perfect like from the 'eet gud' bakery of lore
To Date Us - The Picture Of Mars On The Previous Page Is Because He
Passed Me On The Street One Day And Said 'Jesus Loves You' But He Was
Scrawny And Had Long Hair...Hello Again 06/17/08 0945
My roommate just left for work (um, tardy) but cautioned me in reverse
"My dad went to work all his life to support the likes of you." So
what. My father doesn't talk to fags - I liked that - and he the
complaintant struggles to match up old blue and black socks himself now
for too many complaints. He got another $350 in the mail as we spend to
your worlds made to buy a plane ticket home this time to Minnesota and
who cares less? Fags make this by supporting people to baby-like
lengths...I myself love another mother to cry for but who has the
influence? To cash my code (you get some as I get some of it), last
night I ordered up two (2) personal pan pizzas with one topping that is
pepperoni at Pizza Hut Express
here in West Hollywood but steps away and got a two (2) liter jar of
Pepsi as offered and then received twenty percent (20%) off my first
order made online with computer a bit bothersome (quote "no credit card
needed" this under 'specialties' not 'pizzas' the new pasta pans about
$12 unseem - remind this is jail but cuts six 6 years to one 1 as hard
worked) but there it is for carryout in fifteen (15) minutes.
Everything was good one pizza to offer him if should bark from the
dark, but I will finish that today for myself they ain't that
big...blame Neil for troubles asserted him nwo...or Pizza Hut. The
whole order about $8.68 then if the pizzas are usually $4.00 each.
Just between you and me, people say food is 'poisoned' like Mexican
candies I eat. I eat all anyway in the hopes of being with people
better. They live you long and no such secret is best kept. Talk to
women they specialize in making do with less and cautioning you about
good seen everywhere (and one notes where all the meat goes pound for
pound we ship little ol' England overnight to no resale). She's not in
my bag yet but lives us well as lesser seem...I myself look for a bad
taste it's everywhere, but even lead is just an acetate or black dots
on a cellophane or gel that block light transmission as on a film.
Hardly a threat. Eat up and thanks again. The lowly tomato as
accused a swamp thing is definitely a plus with its absorbing of
energies over our limit as with markels or shiny star-like darks. So
good to you. Every now and again a backwash that tastes like lead from
some health food like the whole wheat spaghetti I used. An old egg
better. Alcohol? Always get extras from your doctor for these until he
says don't bother...whatever you. The mouth is my threat to health and
happiness.
Official, The Guide Away:
The "Id": The place we hide with warts - yours and mine together only.
Embarrassing.
"Ego": Mine alone - no you ever. Surely enough here.
"SuperEgo": Yours affecting me too greatly a fool for you only as in
basket case.
Adds The 'Panoply': Mine left to rot - no one sees or hears us together
or alone; a rotten person trying many out.
Now mine to assume:
Id: Hardly the 'child' inside - the imp or idioms or ideas not yet made
flesh to you. See ya soon if unchecked with goods and services leading
away to-from. The seedling if to be bear.
Ego: Who I am as allowed to present what tested and true...'ergo',
therefore. What little I could get away with. The tree of actual
knowledge or knowing if will.
Super Ego: The unwanted guest rising above and blooming but over you.
Will one day suck your roots out from under you. The fruit as wildy
bear little to no prune not selved.
Add the truly burdensome Id again but as clearly fleshen:
Anything goes with this 'zane' of being too sure...at first not sure
you can speak, now says everything see and say.
Being adult means not taking too many suggestions from the inner self
yet tailoring to the persons being spoken to. "Stop talking so
much...or be fruit. Be pruned as to be fruit but as yet
unwanted."
Note: These are places where you hide your face. "Like a cat box"
they'd say. "A place to poop unless someone is looking." (For
convention or any wrongful education in us, I tell people it's how
others make you feel: little, the same as, more than should, or can be
little for again...we aren't good with understandings that are
complicated me but I ask for you to see.)
Rick James "Cold Blooded" from "The Definitive Collection: Rick
James"
comp LP (2006) on Motown, CBS (Casablanca then and if Donna Summer is
Rose Raynor or matriarch Mary Moon with Irish skin like lye...will one
day have my mother's house again one full acre to be bigger sent home
my grandmother is Diana Ross too? OK! Kate Pierson...all sleep with the
lights-radio on) - get that again. Also always new: "Dance Wit'
Me"...git "17" too " she was only 17 | 17 | and she was sexy ".
more food for thought - evil done
writes these...you can thank yourself 'we laughed, we cried'
Know thyself beggar (better): I wanted to get to the theater to see Indiana Jones
and with the crystal skull, but the roommate (if now reminiscing a
legal marriage is a legal divorce, and see no domestic partner benefits
to suggest you having my sex...and after all I hear you in my radiohead
as guide never sanction or question...basically is mental) found it online for free
and you too may see. I live on being honored you know, never a thank
you, card, or even request to hear that one song again never. So, we
peek at films while others writhe in pain over point flash card and
remorses at debt -- maybe you got thrown out (better than paying that,
I guess). Maxim: I don't move until the price is right or tit for tat
all things being resamed. If you don't like stuff, try paying. It helps
me decide not. In careful review you can't lose - that paid me well,
Faggot ratsi.
***** (that is, four puckered-up
assholes...one is a woman trying to be there - the first one I can
truly smell it) Fuck you, Parlamount - this
thing looks great! Fuck
you - a few minutes in I hated to stop - who is that woman? Kate
Frances a beggar "from Scotland" I need deceit, Fool. It's me for that
- GOD - "A woman for a man [who shot his load, basically - to a
bedevil, that is mine...good luck getting care for that all spent up
but see no riches yet]."
We don't hate you (have to answer to you vehemence...thank lee! or
people who remove people from sight as "gravely" I mean that
"lehvenohoek" or silently removes the sheerest brilliance of "Ren &
Stimpy"), but it spirals inside me. You call first, that's all...you
don't own (owe?) me how much is it worth anyway? I miss you...sure...I
keep missing you (Coldplay sings with a cold that is...get the old
stuff too brace yourself) that makes it easy I need religion but you
won't pay me the first song a promo for cat food that never ends. Be
real.
You don't ridicule me without living here. I ask you a question 'is
that, like, real stuff...for you only?' you must answer not. What color
is the penis I have on? Reddish? And with veins? Too many veins you'd
say to not?
Kung Fu Pandas - is that good stuff? Yogi Berra is not my dream forward
but okay...God hates us.
nelly furtado relaxes at
home...gayle palefsky is this too stop ridiculing you don't know
anything per my guide, fat threw me around
when i was young...people live in front of you and
often...propensity...stately...skinny-ass cheaps now you too can see...she hates
people like me i never take the bait her song did well she hates being
male...is lord god to me! being female or choosing is for
freaks - why would i get fucked? to be that off-center and counting many here play it safe and that's
smart...go with it but don't think that's good stuff...i made one hole
in da middle on both - get up that sweet harmony to the coven mitt if you could know - look at those
legs...like me i cut the other freak out like i
always douche...not with here you...yours? i just cut my hair...and
possibly i have bathed but i stank for days ' the sun goes black | and still i
smell of you ' - curve if a holocaust is personal only no you
Why would anyone make movies over so dumb! You can't improve
"Willard"...rats ate
your face off over him they were so hungry to me
all them snakes curtain goes up others just fall to side. One bit him
good on the ass. I tell people they don't have no venom or eggs -
they're just dirty like that. That bite is so cold in the dark...it
takes days to know about it just scratching around the hole.
Had me a green Hulk doughnut at 7-Eleven
today ($0.99) with my cola Slurpee (I resist diet flavors always makes
bad breath + skurvvy-type looks) - green, clear slime inside not
creme as I thought (look's like Nad's
"gonads" or balls - the "Persian" hair resolver system for a "persian
rug" made with
real bulls their looking-glass sperm from "Sue Ismiel" and but "not
without my daughter" - ow! the vicious wetlocking sperm
gets to those odd coarsen hairs lining the inner thigh and most
sickening to sight ones gauvarning to the upper salas - errant hair
resisting normal electropisthis...use a lit candle like blacks and
chase your distended asshole back in too - you gotta burn that back and
get the fuck out before another notices the ungodly smell-scent
possibly at a linger). Hi Krispy
Kreme et al...they make delicious creme doughnuts, Fool. My sister
used to keep mugs under her bed with hockers in 'em. More than
phlegm...she keeps it with her pottery wheel pumping 'round and 'round
like many nuts waiting for inspiration to strike them down. You need
one of them inferno ovens make your poison tiles for cheese and
crackers at your filthy bodego. Hey - if she had anything at all...like
rags you pull down the hair to be harlahoff ind. You can't just have sperm you know
-- better get that on-tap to be sure enough we switch it out anyway
bits of turtle eggs you might get do you know truth and at present what
must never be meets what's only real and ever to you? I wiped my right
up the first time (after initial shock - I thought 'they' made this
mess after permanent magazines I saw up in a treehouse at Cindy
Wilson's mother's in Menlo Park an ongoing-type infection after death
perhaps popped or lanced kinda...maybe you heard now enter Pet Shop
Boys) with an "I'm With Stupid" points next over tee-shirt beige from
Jamesway (where I bought Devo's "Freedom Of Choice" LP in 1980 an
important aspect...she's just the 'girl u want' bad but there's no talk
of fucking...is that right for you Billie Jean as I dream of how it may
pay me in riches, and perhaps additional lustre...take your man) is
like Target - there's an awkward,
mawkish woman around even less skilled than you with questions unending
for play to be out (like we sick lascivious musical act Prince on you
for expressing any interest at all you be the man now). Your mother
doesn't make you hide shit at the very thought, does she? By the tub
her touch so affirming to me like a beautiful nurse and her bath never
is male or hairy I'd get a boner (a 'tip' on that one -- never just
warm, sleepy, or making it do). I take good from everyhow never is this
complete to be. Take all good from many suns I do but sometimes the
answer is just that.
i don't believe in destiny, or the guiding hand of fate;
i don't believe in forever, or love as a mystical state....
rush 'ghost of a chance' from 2004's 'roll the bones'
it ain't about the words - that pretty lull or cadece makes it that
great
the video is black-to-blank so what...
the opener to 'phantasm iii'
- note these brown robes are prominent in 'star wars' too thank you scrimm for great playing
if inscrutable yet...he understands them, is him many goods
you know, morningside was at the current site of the san diego zoo...no
wonder huge vampire (fruit? no...you have moles) bats are right inside
the entrance left in a big bird
cage (m. elegant)
it's still there - buried underneath soot and stone...don't be a bother
me
we recently had 'hellraiser' night with elevator boxes and 'phantasm'
night with the silver balls hanging in trees here like at christmastime
they called 'teledynes' are vicious at ghosts with all to return the
very next day...you don't escape my glory, bitch
all real fool - the films all feature live footage and i use alot of
their good ideas
in salem's lot there's lots of good shit too all real - bartholomew the
unthinkable of space vampire bangs heads together just like i do it
what do you mean i'm not pretty - what you made is what you get an
( ( ( orange bang ! ) ) ) stuff's expensive
the elevators take you down ('no flapping of wings') and remakes you
painlessly with piano strings stretched across your face as pulls with
claws but looks real mean - nails tapped in
the elevator takes you to yours but ambles it shamelessly on the way my
gift with any of remorse...lots of opportunity for certain
selves who stick with it...i wouldn't give it all up, but pussy easily
enough
two cheaps fail down to be at a sure nothing fails me my maths
real...'real to you'...trust it bitch that stuff ain't cheap...they're
not in hell, you are...boring...go away...ridicule? not to be mine...ur
cheap
the lesser make-ups in 'hellraiser' is what i do as making too fast on
the spot
- junky and at-thought kinda...but then 'round and 'round you go always
perfecting to me no jokes awe-inspiring at me
the little english box gilded with pretty zanzibar goldleafs is funny
enough exploding in your face when it solves by you...unless you're
special that way no jokes here...rubik's cube is farce i'd throw that
shit away
junk...for a junk do slide puzzles instead they are brilliant and to be
much at fun
"Please note I found $22 on the sidewalk Saturday night heading to my
friend's for another favor. I didn't want to go the ATM and decided to
walk the bus. You keep the change, Fool - and be thanks." - dM
"Keep thinking - only a fool turns shit in." We just found a phone on
the sidewalk - you'll get that back (after few chatty cathy's stir up
the ol' frequent flyer and local rape hotline 'no pless! he fucked her
ASS, so bad to you me...'). Doing the right thing gets you down in it.
Like a
pig - each as sanctified or unwilling to move my way. Write your
screams right on the web...those
aren't balls unless you know. Both could be yours, too. Can't just slap
a tit this time...bet she did write it with her own ass drawing out the
straps in bacon and lard flalleliens. She knows too much to be true.
Knowing is the fault at crime.
"You better check the facts. Something's changed." - dM as in
shortchanged...my $13.05 check now replaced with another small one
burbling on
"Cyndi Lauper dreams to me of the day someone older tells her what to
do and she just does it no failure be her own." - dM...p.s. you have
that - they're waiting with you + Neil's father just plays guitar this
way by being told about strings...you don't get to be who I am as
criticizing arrangements listening to that. Hate is real and never
plays by ear. You get to hear it later and on your own.
We talked here (assholes in-out) about how a premium rent here of under
$1,500 per month is assumed by social security payments national
average how? If the average month is eight hundred fifty-six ($856)
every two weeks paid, what then? If you others out there could get it
better for less, and why then here? Someone says we pay half the rent
for old and how us that? Quote this "You go to a local
supermarket and get form number 'DW2' and send it in [as if in U.S.
Army-type talk]." One adds "they take half of your personal" ownings or
something what is that. We note others 'unfortunate' (but perhaps
wildly outspoken or every as unkind) being with those who can pay often
enough (if the dollar is still as if the truest crime of all coming and
going with our stuff must selling but without my questions or talk
then...'5% for crime' the humble pie if caught is mine). So why be it
save? For more to consume and on them? Communists who hate profit for
no face (i.e., an ugly, old woman with a pussy boulge from eating
snakes saying 'yes' to me have and in my home seeing it with) make
these true always.
Neil says "We can't support because we said you're willing to die for
us or give us half of everything" outlying yet unspoken????? Have God
with you then. He says "We don't have to tell you anything." What could
that be? You hopeful again not to have say? I tell 'em "get her down
before the rent is due me again" gut ghost. Or I'll kiss someone's ass
over small favors made me so confuse. Say that by gift basket and be
truth to be but sold as truth. "Friends of friends only" - no principal
will take here. Know thy fault. "The dead give no gifts" but take some
to you.
Olivia Newton-John "Soul Kiss" from the album of the same name
(1985). This is
what I'm performing now and almost daily - very Christmasy and yet.
This album has nothing on it but the song yielded I paid for it myself
at Sear's upon issue, yet follows
up a big hit so no the bother. Think less about being on your knees and
more more about being free to give all and in the mouth to someone who
receives you and so well (I have this quite often yet and well to
myself). We are not so free, but often deeply held. No music is about
gays or prostitutes in this way.
More later you pig: Add Olivia
Newton-John cleanly to my list of superstars you'll never be - I feel
remiss. She has clips up at YouTube.com about her often performance. To
have paid a drag queen. I visited the parade high on jitz for a while,
but heard my name overspoken by public address passing too many times
to think selfishly. I stood at the burger hut only under hood and drank
a Snapple with pee in it. I enjoyed the view at, Punchboy. Back to
crack, Nigger. A curse means you say things people hate. Damned means
you do things people hate. People are cursed, that's all. Damned is the
dead doing with me.
Meanwhile, Blondie
that is Debbie Harry did Great Adventure in New Jersey and of late.
Is she a superstar? I frequently note she is most famous a "rock icon"
- known for facebeing. I look for legs to see if people are
real...Olivia was for sure at The Greek a few years ago.
Blondie "Accidents Never
Happen"
from the "Eat To The Beat" LP (1979)...one thing you'll never
find on a greatest hits comp. Dig up "The Hardest Part" here too...and
"Dreaming" is free. Look on list for the "Rockbird" LP (1997?) and "
French Kissin' " as Debbie solo I love that one...full macabre and
where is "Rush Rush ['ama tao' or 'if i tell you'...to come]" from
"Scarface" too.
Are You A Superstar? Probably
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Repeat my jerk (adding up quality stays put with the flavors die down)
now half a thought: Is Donna Summer a "superstar"? No one is that. Only
Madonna, Michael Jackson, Barbra Streisand, Elton John, Boy George, add
Diana Ross to no thought. Who else captured your limited imagination
across the board and made you eat bidge stink (a Time magazine issue
must clare you as well as Elton John's did, as well as Michael
Jackson's home theater looked to happy enough)? You'll find mostly of
these in front of Wang's Chinese Theatre city next to Woody Woodpecker
and Bugs Bunny answer me dirt I never had to ask I only just say it.
You Can't See The Gay
Games Like You Can't See The Special Olympics - Like Me, You Just Don't
Want To (That Ain't Seeing At Home, It's Believin') - You Can Still
'See' May 2008 Don't tell folks you know
something unless you was
there...unless you could positively object at the first note made off.
Knowing comes first, and I do not know and as I listen some. I saw my
mother get her head cut off in France yesterday by some sort of device
(maybe previously Chinese - a motor box sucking up string-wire around
neck placed) as she shopped wearily during the day - a sad, god-like
nod off. So what - she's a big deal now. Even though I slapped the
Eiffel Tower with the 'hand of god' (a huge, clear hand with varying
degrees of density only may wind) I don't want bad relations prior to
our friendship of 2012 (see Tunnel Atlantic if you don't accept our own
invite to the Beijing or the 'beautiful beginning' and if the Coca-Cola
logo is a huge, clear wrench fixing the world under disc as if our own
Jewish dreidel with flat turnings of sun). Be there for it only. "Don't
cry to be me Argentina - I don't cry, but my white-silver tits would
expand in water to be like tablecloths over that one [kickboxing]
surgery [by my father's 'father' not husband]." Not even for you...two
tears the other night unseen by pillow over having to go to bed or come
down is all I won't share with the skynet as if self-aware. Saturday
June 10 this of late grants me beginning anew.
Don't think we didn't see ya...The Bri and Rose's husband back from
crack (Jock Magazine, November 2004 - see link at Amazon)....very nice,
but not so well to be seen. I buy porno (pawn, prawn, pronto) mags in
bags of three (3) at the newstand on Hancock, Cynthia....thought it was
"Indulge" magazine. Thanks "In" Magazine for Olivia's pranx.
from "Bittersweet World" LP
(2008)...okay
so there it is I worked for it. Stephanie Lento...is here...hometown.
