DSL
Modem Upgraded Now (I just tested it again after $5.00 more a month
agreed to pay AT&T Yahoo! HSI Express whatever $34.99...this did
not impress me either stay with grandmaster DSL if can is the message*) Test: 2.54 mbps, 392
kbps...gives ninety-nine percent (99%) rating overall..I've noticed
nothing really an 'E1' connect now) Test: 2,546 kbps, 433 kbps
*Remember, I don't decide much here without having higher dialects with
certain abuse everyhow, everywhen..."You love dicks - you do...you love
them, right? Dicks...right." - I endure you only mostly is the answer.
To fight this is to know that I can't keep anything in my head for long
in terms of doing to you. Is drawn from nearly scratch every day with
nothing written down and wait for suggest in manner and use of
speaking. Use that to be happier somehow somewhen.
For further development:
Rod Stewart comp - get to know him better
The Belle Stars "Sign Of The Times" (not available at iTunes yet...seek
elseway the roommate plays this for notice)
Jefferson Starship "Stranger"
Spice Girls "Stop"
Kiln album noises (these are supposed to be teletypes of
Elton
John
songs...IBM 220-210 deciphers correctly...not from people...artist only
-to- plano, or machining basically to grand -to- teletype or numbers
versus pay...I picked a song I liked best for little whistling noises
and suckings that remind one of others not seen often enough but heard
to be with).
Prince "Erotic City" make sure you have this the b/w of "Let's Go
Crazy" Wendy and Lisa...THE LINK WON'T CUM! SEEK "THE HITS / THE
B-SIDES" YOURSELF IT'S THERE...ONLY THERE
I liked the idea of selling all records across the board as same source
'us, usually' developing all what insert (obviously missing then you
see it too - a type of person exspouses or reveals you) but the record
bought paid for all offered - a person buys a record is the only act we
see no pride. Then we decide who gets paid - everyone along the way as
providing some of the sold system. Mercy? No you made a record, we pay
to have it a copy not to see it shine. We don't decide who to shine. It
works in our way.
After New Years, we note how cute
everyone was here riding the bus over to Hollywood on Santa Monica
Boulevard and all but walking back on Fountain eventually noting no bus
stops but having secured my ace freely and at a max. Sure - white
twinkle lights every other home with parties and lots of little groups
all piped up coming and going. I heard no bells at all afterward at
home so grouped it up. Cute....so. Stopped and talked to two
bigger-size dogs nearby and fenced in on the way back (a small house
party within but spilled onto map hoped not to see this argument) and
promised to get them "better food" etc. One wouldn't come near but sat
off at full attention....
thanks for covering halloween too - personally, we don't do well ever
but you can
see the ghost in front with woman bound across eyes nodding down? they
take this seriously, i can't
someone collected on the way...photographed for interesting look
only...'pizticz five' say 'pizz-eet' for 'please leave [me alone]' in
russian vernacular or region
these gals 'shit in people' they say...bet they do (to react is to be
welcome once, and maybe not for long - eat crap to get them back i
liked it better than ever i know i did)
just between you and i, i ridicule people for sucking dick - 'you did
that, no one cares what you think after that you sucked a dick - i saw
you' - never be embarrassed over you just the combo of people is bad
you can always know good to yourself that's how i win all 'poop is mine
alone, in fact' will not work at all like 'you can fuck me...' gets
challenged but i never trick others you simply are a trite of me
but back to, called 'bitsz tomlins' they captured my attention too - my
miserable short-lived night the same jerk every day no other
'we could fuck...' or then these maybe
the dead are cruel 'cause they died like jesus died 'orange appled' or
having extras no one will bother with (pectin is not so fresh, they say
about simply piss)
when? afterward? that's when you reveal hurt not to send before (you
lived this spot, you're not going to live this out)
we host you beautifully no matter what i do...thank you again people
think i'm crazy i'm not just or
something so creepy about people so detached from truth but sumly ours
always thanks to gay (friendly)
and forced gifting - never leave anything to people make them do it all
for no reason but to do
get reasons together later..when asked if (always pursue a value as
purely left out + why you would still maybe)
thinking kills us dead we have that stuff made by you already - good
enough too we're actually bored 'the good son' let right go of in favor
of weak fear
never hurt kids ever omen 666 - you are always wrong crazy-wrong always
but people shouldn't necessarily take you up to see it graves and fools
mining to be the hurt
hurt them and their kids too if need be don't get dumb hurt the kids
bad or the dog ('then we know his price at least')
so nutsy,..choose some stuff here that stuff is yours alone
we delight to you heaven knows! we see that stuff and still yours is
not mine 'not here, bitch' you eat that shit at home
i don't eat that shit ever you do in my heaven alone child-murderer
paradise 'tanta' virile and newcomer the bally 'fracas' and 'eye'
honors the mexican bird
you're in heaven (ghosts + material being as one lifebeing
blended...ghosts are the difference we have that everywhere) and that
is no fool - it is awful, but it is mine...real tube travel never in
the world!
this is heaven, fool (we have ourselves to blame all but a talk of
leaving some)
this site is a guilty pleasure - 'you're here reading up, we know it'
somehow kind no hurt intended but you may have bother being with yours
like i tell the feds - not so fast there, these are brilliant
really...your mother gets cautioned too as a dope you may actually be
brilliant...you couldn't help me too
nobody causes more trouble than differences who delight each other at
first - that's a index crime another shitbag from central shit
i had to prove i'm better against losing bad at it you see how i am now
i like everyone until jailed or hurt bad
never let that rise...not in my heaven 'a nigger to probably sure, but
only in bed' another the secret of nymph
"How do you know it's real? You
didn't have to ask me to see it." - dM while taking up space at
7-Eleven today (getting money orders for the rent and as if unseen)
This CVD flique being ass-watched right now as blowb-rented from the
unseemly
of local and library: The knifey schools of the lower-and-upper
Christian-belt
"Saved !" starring Macaulay Culkins cripple-chair
and else is on up some girl. Is great comicky so
far...lots of siss-weirdo Jesus shit and student fashing out in the
loud. Pray for your own cast of spells is in it. "Jesus, Sweet
Jesus...come back and see us." (This just in, still watching as rapt:
The little song about trapped in this sky orb and pulling me down to
the ground sends me 'round the bank looking for losers - no one will be
trapped here seeing it shine through thanks Toni out from under the bed
only after you die off naked. No one asked for anything yet there -
sloppy reading on.) Similarly sends "Almost Famous" if to
see and say again. Rodney Bingenheimer (note: erstwhile friend and an
ex Robert Cooper was Darby Crash of The Germs major drugs always with
school nurse-diagnosed AYDS if mine to him is 'you can be too dirty for
disease' but got our hepatitis to us just fine despite any further
alarm if no one else would care, really, so we go to work anyway with
no real bother then but with one health department call just earlier or
then down the lane and was photographed as an early Liz Fraser tapping
microphones all the time...no stars here it says) stars young if again.
End result: A movie triumph,
really - these people were hard to pick through Cleary's. Throw them
all away a triumph. Back to library we went a fee $2.00.
Apparitions? A great one made out
of uniform black roots forming a body with what seem like the steel
rods used in cement kept wiggling hard as a tree at the bottom of steps
outside a window here - really strong movements changing itself from a
potted palm. The arms overhead were really aggressive as if changing a
wig or then the head itself over and over with arms rolling fast as
completing a whole rocking of at one shot. Good stuff...maybe as black
ribbons then. Elegant. Then another night, a single layer crane or then
straight out lever like a girder on a hinge comes off the building
across the street as mounted center and clenches a car on the street
with major metal pliers to lift or then crush front to back and place
back. I seemed a threat and broke it arm at hinge to signal my disfont
but unclear...no error must see. The car may be crushed to drive off
this not.
CRAPPY NEW YEAR 2008 YOU OL' FATCHELL THIS 2007 - YOU DIDN'T GET ME ANY
PAYPER AT ALLS FOR 2007 IT WILL SHOWL...I COLLECT AT THE BIMP YOU
FOOLCHO HARP ! Fuck my friends you this cheap papercard yume. Zatch
haertpel...I didn't do nuthin' but whack-a-doodle all da dayme. Finally
got our moneys back from Visa headquarters...hrrrmph. Still we to seem,
my machine-sewn Christmas wreath coming to be seen made out of old
green bedsheets queen fitted rounded and tupped inside all of it
clipped up like hormer hair and tempera paint balls and bowel both
flets red...for next years hemmage. The real 'crystal cathedral' at
Santa Monica and Fairfatts with no known worshippers will or be afoot.
Coke delivered quickly enough on
their 20 oz. coupon today *December 31, 2007* by mail (ol' language,
sinuses? we say 'paninaro' - the panorama featuring less of what's seen
to be less as narrowing in view or simply people missing from in photos
from once were never have been not once you were...not named) - but
Visa webwerx (a call reveals it as "India") still has my money as
belibbled at homelessness marked by TJ's. Real rage to my riches we
don't ever bank for you citing poor or poorly atttributed (no bother to
be seen by you winning) cash flow (every day demand of by seeing shines
whether you need to be glistening or not - never discipline the shelf
or say it again to no sale "people have their needs met soon enough,
don't bother to be the need...you do get to the end of it by
sale")...thanks Coke. Give like yours do to get yours back.
Because You're Not Me, But Like Seeing Me (Much Like I Do And Still -
That's Real Or In Your Way Eat God At Inc. Only Faggots Defend Women
Against Personal Taste And Having None, My Maxim), Open Case #212
"David Beckham": So this male beauty-type magazine in free print
distribution called "Just Us Boys"
(refer to specific error
link here) has another boy that I liked my mind says is David
Beckham (empty my hat: is or was now at UCLA as what?, kinda married a
Spice Girl...Sporty Spice? I've seen one shirtless photo to no further
note of neither nor - we know nothing more, I stopped looking for
others portrayed on the 'net for being rude in mixmasters like I
stopped dumping others out of the group downward for ensuing sex
parties if they'll just leave we go too but appreciate the offer always
but is too costly in time manner for near-beggars like us only - too
hard on the hat returned...see you possibly never then as bother only a
bother is a bother only...you see no value in us either or you need to
pursue your own dreams not likenesses of others with or near you -
people are too cute always but pursuit of happiness reached is real
enough thanks). Anyway, another Doug Moon beauty is chosen by me if you
could see the one photo that will not come to be just yet (and as you
learn to speak of like me all claps in the face to unloving unknowing
of suspinions - never a question by me to me, but answer me to be with
as some or mine "I gave you a clean slate, why can't I get one?"
because you are finally dying as just doing it all the time and
in-front of others - still me to be resume). You are a palsy? You are
spent and dented? Welcome back ! we will know you as fresh and free for
being like me - and as me. Welcome yet. A nigger?!? Another doll - lo'
and behold. This shit is bothersome the undead and other crap I live
with try and abort these for being harsh to you see. Fuck 'em - I'm the
important one still. Know about me - in a world full of fools and the
fool's fool (reportedly and still another "woman" or "wounded man" or
then "wants out mainly, asked nothing") it pays to you somehow. To
woman or then any of ersatz or inferior substitute: "If I come, you
will go." And you will go. "If I'm doing this, what are you doing?"
Still?
"So cherished as a bullshit, you put a roll of words in someone's mouth
as they try to speak to you however some off topic." - dM who died
being even less than you are dying - grow up, Pig...we won't afford the
any wait
"This dumb piece of shit I live with (the "dead" as still
speaking...family rotten in the tooth?) should be fed shit to die. I
don't need to be this to get the likes of you...I have that here, but
not in me. Rock the vote out."
That was me again...cheap bitch.
"You don't need to floss all [of] your teeth - just the ones you want
to keep." - Dr. Ricciani's office in Trenton, New Jersey...never
mistake what's real for what's not real or not good looking. IS
ADVANCED OF WHITENESS (AGAINST DRUG USE OR HEATS OUT IN EXCHANGE FOR
BUTTERS-BOLGERS CLEAR COLOR-SEEKING SLIMES) IN ITSELF. "God over" (we,
you cannot know much more here why say it better to be yourself)
disagrees slimly saintly - we go with known goods (like the sweetness
of pretty white dicks if possibly with foreskin a little shit wiped
inside if particularly loving against this all or not having anything
useful ever but seem still - see "breasts" or "yes, ya'ams"). Someone
thinks I owe him $80 for bonding yet (a bankruptcy maybe mention, my
mother paid any all or ask me again...will pay, you will work off more
damage and be brilliant). Is Neil's father, and like him, I'll blow you
first. The bonding on chip was excellent we need you still. Kid
yourself - ask my father or his father (who is actually the famed Max
Factor and also a regental jerk-off who hurts me only) about sex just
once. You be professionally declined as unsavory to "temple" or what
has theirs already, thank you no. Really? Thanks, no. Oops - that's me
again lips turned right not left as such said. Credit Neil with the
floss saying a true child prodigy a pubert I don't like hurting ever
though he kills me daily for you and we both agree that I had to go as
the one true cause ever. P.S. A Neil needs to give head starting at
three (3) years old and there is always cum 'yes', and we had tonsils
removed for such and as such said. By far, the worst operation in terms
of healing made ever. And I've had a nose job and a quite-striking
lower abdominal cut over the cagis. All for sex - paid over and over
and over you. And over you yet. "The dollar best spent is spent on
one's self." That's what mean me...clothes looks interiors. "Beauty may
be only skin deep, but ugly is to the bone." I know in it's there - and
quote to me.
Another movie I saw? "Shakespeare In Love" starring Gwyneth Paltrow and
Joseph Fiennes (Rob Lowe) directed by John Madden or then the comic
John Candy. Yes, he's still with us. I call this movie "The Running
Man" because that's all he Shakespeare does - from place to place. This
made right after and during "Elizabeth" as was just shot...34,902.
like 'family guy' has my ideas... before i know i have them that show is about peter ueberroth
[ne bennett]
a pre-fab building at ucla (use: nift educations like 'assertiveness
training', human resources) is named after him a near residue from the
1984 los angeles olympics
like arthur 'age' ashes, would not pay or agree to such said...a nigger
knows no such good 'fondle me'
we honor you only ! see thom goode (is mayor bradley meets our own dan
moon as fake elton great job though)
supposedly i was michael jackson then and in-hiding with my boyfriend
while the huge concert staged in philly...i am prince also 'some of
singing'
charge cards are carrera's
(and our own sunglasses) from macy's.(them
bambergers or then 'charge hogs')...white pants and blue upper
lacoste knit rally it all off
true: if i wasn't him, i wanted to be a
big success gets deeper scoops up hate (that is, collects hateful lives
with being black, plus all the success one issues upward...days at
studio 54 greeted with 'why are you here?' gay) however, ueberroth may is the
golfer who crashed his plane in
arizona too (um, tom everett? died with blades 'not real enough' says
he) says he goes to texas to take a new
body in a pool somewhere father used to give him a caramel
candy if he'd climb a tree naked i watch the comic show often enough
- has stuff
about me here all the time lying naked in the livingroom with
thirty puppies is about me and my erstwhile boys cripples, in my heart, are not
acceptable business 'that is not a lifestyle to portray'..but pay for
'curb cuts' carts up and down slopes at streets corners and nicely for
jews but as a smelly cripple i may need
your company one day so what? no - the nearly courtless
'asset seizure' is against making drugs only - they will take
everything of near-value and so what? you kill people being dumb for it
as both
call it what you want - you get fucked only transferring law to your
vanity's label
i'll hafta shoot you in your hair
Visit PALMERCASH for studio
tees says friend...the
making of "Who's That Girl" (parts one, two) is funny at
YouTube...Neil is Sean Penn you know our waybol friend Jason Erickson
(visible and Michael Jackson and Brendan O'Brien and singer STP) is
Chris Penn ? and Robin Wright is just Madonna I guess this movie was
called "Shanghai Surprise" (after the New York apartment building on
location filmed the 'old' Trump sector behind 5th and door made in
Shanghai-China - no guests first, just you and high ceilings) and then
"Slammer" you know 20th globen anniversary and all 1987 someone Neil
sued to get another film made but remade first producer-writer-director
George Harrison who errantly axed him out 'for saying things about
[him, Neil "is fat and then be-phlegming" he says for quote and is
now]' he is also 'Griffith' Dunne too, I guess...no such person just
father who is 'raped' artist David Hockney we have his the elder
Dunne's little book here anyway "The
Way We Lived Then" with cloven photo kids, Paul Newman vascing or
lemming in it, sum Natalie Wood going perhaps overboard yet in the
backyard sense (lump-finch-fleck...halve bewitching, none yet real).
When at You'llTube, press on any part of the screen with mouse to keep
it
playing. Force quit (escape + option + command or apple key) to get it
to quit as interest fades then start Netscape again.
Beef Burgundy Stew 3 slices bacon
fry crisp remove
1 1/2 lb beef
flour, fry in bacon fat
remove to casserole
to skillet add lots of garlic
1 tsp dry mustard
1 can tomato soup
1 1/2 can beef broth
1 c. burgundy wine
crumbled bacon bring to boil
pour over beef in casserole
bake 325 degrees 1 hour
add potatoes carrots onion mushroom etc.
increase oven to 350 degrees
bake until veggies are tender
(1/2 hour maybe...
pour over biscuits)
This is the "Amadeus" soundtrack no matter what on Decca Records was Fantasy.
Thanks again to my family for Christmas and only...the rest must be
some sort of joke. Nothing to be seen as. I know when I want to live
like shit as someone extrapossessial, I call for you. Keep yours - make
it all up to you first. "You live with us, not the other way around." I
don't work for that ever fucking cheap bitches I still have holes in my
mouth. That's your standard - I'll get to you soon enough.
someone on the news today (just as
I came to, I guess) said the queen
is using something "high-tech" to do her annual christmas address to
patrons ("people who know us") this year 2007... what is that? youtube. see and
say.
"You should be noted in this world
for being able to provide. I can provide some." - dM...save your
compassion for that
Christmas Eve 2007 this just in!
John Badham's "WarGames"
starring
Matthew Broderick (the first-rate preview at iTunes kept me locked in,
Girl - I loved this movie and probably saw it four times 4x in the
theater). The international bombings are that easy
(oh, sure - some kid sending 'em by a computer mind that lets you keep
trying), but it's like exchanging gifts with the poor at Christmas.
Each bomb sent like a basket from Harry & David - the
bitches just
eat 'em. I can't keep paying for that while you scamper through the
bits left. One now notes my father's wife Joanne is the woman in "Torch
Song Trilogy" whose husband cheats with Matthew our fave star (I dig
the husband character up in mind from time to time along with old
neighbors, etc. - nothing you'd care to see freely). Anyway, if John
Badham is Burt Reynolds and Olivia
Newton-John is Joanne's sister, you see how all comes together badly
enough. Are missiles exchanging like Tic-Tac-Toe? More like robbing a
bank - don't
expect them to have much on-hand the next time you help clean up.
Ahh...the rain and cold giving a rest yet midday...people are getting
the medium of cash gifts (mother $200 + bakings, mother's daughter $100
Visa...for me and Terry and plus some for Terry $200 Visa) in and
on-time...mine of little boxes to be said as late (we return no 'i love
you' with 'i love you too' theirs - we sit pleased and knowing of you
yet). Not that anything would change much...you should keep some. In
the meantime, commands to all afoot to open the Santa wondra full of
stars and lights to each all and then begift the family outward by a
dream (new cars again? fags...this all before having been said to I'm
fine anyway let's not drag about with 2008 syndrome or cast abouts
afoot). We couldn't care less thanks some. No, we don't rely on
witchcrafts to flame the meat while we need to eat (early to Mom
another People gift subscription
by psychic query we'll maybe have you pay for later yes yes as I chat
with Carmen Diaz in Minnesota as first to pop up in my head about no
potency or their stars, really, but must know who-why anyway all very
"crab apple" or what I tell Jews is eating at the lights of
skyward...um, lots of pretty lights but nothing to eat as such is seen
as too bare for life). I
think back over all and love the treatment of less reasons not to be
this. Ho, ho-ho. Meanwhile, touch-of-class whores ('why we're better'
elegance meets in a home near a Lenox
china outlet) everywhere may eat. The dead send cards as such - an old
bag of potatoes ribbled with lesions (now all but pulled off with
"[medical] tape" say the attending of blacks) gets fucked in a
wheelchair and maybe now remembers your name less rings, crafts of
blankets. Thanks you all, a picture of your toothbrush up in some black
man's ass framed in holly for years onward. Never blame to them - it's
me still and as owing some to them (my grandfather still says having
Neil's ass was far more pleasurable this way - nothing more attractive
than need before having your head rolled and bleached in the washer
downstairs).
Like my father who had his $50 check cashed twice now no harm (no
account to deposit, a third party then...see a check-cashing place but
I had Terry with as regular customer $5 off the note as the 10% fee),
give to all as if it were you lacking on. No wife scrutiny listed on
the check, we'll pay him back for AT&T
one day.
this
video proved me once more...dave gahan 'kingdom' never worry about center source 'you tube'...meets less uploading as
one of many me saying some, less copieds to sending saying
a proof! when drops, regards my site verbally you'd say - the initial
crime being the mention chosen to be at all
you won the lottery here - keep studio argument out, never give studio
to a hostile truth maybe
you don't use anything from here to hurt me and others, do you?
thus those who discriminate from paying may still get paid
they own everything already? they may own everything you want,
apparently
at mcdonald's the owner is out
front at the counter i'd say less any bother here
otherwise keeps cash from being sold as your own...as and an old bank,
kinda
p.s. says he 'if there's a kingdom up for sale, please buy it - we'd
like to
have it'
...show me something you truly owned
...eat well, be well with it
...don't work against people as they pay to you
the video is about? we see the patron of the arts dave
as me ? sitting in a parking garage as waiting to be accepted by
secular ('not here' or worldly) society by his looks and after a recent
death and replace? no - the parking is the first thing
that let me know that life in california is way better a good move - we
have electric gates with remote and parking underneath a major
celebrity here his teeth may be cleaned by
advanced processes and colored light? no - whatever his looks, he
was found to speak with much light...you could accept that little or
look harshly at what no one needs to talk about in america we as the army focused
first on making teeth nicer if oral health could stop us from hating
each other long enough to maybe have sex and pay first then instead of
at arms length otherwise wait in the garage
(perhaps as i wait as a threat of being too nice to know at first sight
or any introduction at all) we see madonna's house a recording
studio perhaps in trenton nj where friends meet to record at a home
we'd say among friends 'there are no stars in new jersey' but did i
leave something too nice for this - being left out? the windows think like a mind at
night by being blinking and shorting making us move along as perhaps
the dead to you still... the trees in the yard are
ambi-colored now leading us to and away and perhaps just to enjoy as a
new view to the same old place...reversing that harsh bite at you or
making it harder to take as you wait in the garage each day
perhaps tiring of being a cheerleader for the place you know they'd
love if it was or wasn't yours to displace
what's madonna's 'drowned world'
video about? it's time to leave again from a
french hostelry or toni's house with big lanterns above - see no more
light but fancy and how! if from leaving girls, she has
to pay others to be there for her taking pictures always - they send
shots in and she honors them the french are crazy about people but are
not 'thank you' welcome they don't care either you sit in the car after the
greet of flashbulbs and you are on drugs, period you love the feeling of almost
dying of this stuff 'no one cares me' a wet heat in your lungs -
'rheumy' we say - but beg no change as you'll be fine as you experience
the full spectrum of lifebeing 'bald' she says... coming to a new unexpected high
thank you and lighting right up, you wander through the underbelly of
another hotel all is exciting again unimpeded
and you meet your daughter or else small and she has her gift to you along the way people who chased
life too much and show the decay you permit and forgive them for being
with - they are gross! they don't care about you at
all, but who else for me? change nothing - this is mine too madonna says 'drowned in alcohol
they are suing each other' doug says 'drowned in their own
tears meaningless they ask of another day with'
IT's RAiNiNG HERe - VERY
SEASONAL.
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this 1993 pressing of cocteau twins 'snow' was worth $100
get both songs at itunes and just now!
We repeat our X-mas fancies:
Doug's
Favorite
X-mas Stuff To Hear A List Of More Than Ray Conniff Than Carpenters
Than Grant's A Very Merry Christmas Albums
Rockin'
Around The Christmas Tree - Cyndi Lauper (still big
news
- get the LP I will too pay her for it) A Charlie Brown Christmas - Vince
Guaraldi Trio ("My Little Drum"
! + "Linus And
Lucy" famous already, "Skating" ! , "Christmas Is Coming" famous
already, etc.) Merry Christmas Darling -
Carpenters (their Christmas albums
shine me "Christmas Portrait" + "Ave Maria" my favorite version to date
+ "Sleigh Ride" singing about pumpkin pie like grubs...like Lady Di
socializing, I just heard it in the laundromat today asking-beckoning
and "An
Old-Fashioned Christmas" with "(There's No Place Like) Home For
The Holidays" + "Little Altar Boy" we hate this kinda drab it's not but
for me Karen now back with us didn't sing much on the second record
(she did some additional recording while dead turning up as 'tapes' - I
love the death pallor of it and her missing somewhat a homily to, a
jewel of saint spent) but
it is worthwhile - see both albums massed on their "Christmas
Collection" LP yes I bought both LP's originally said) We Wish You A Merry Christmas - Ray
Conniff And The Ray Conniff Singers
(LP, "Jolly Old St.
Nicholas"...."and bring little billy a drum this year | 'cause that's
what
he likes best" + "The Little Drummer Boy") Snow - Cocteau Twins (EP, the
aghast "Winter Wonderland" + "Frosty The
Snowman") The
Nutcracker Suite
by Eugene Ormandy sure - available at iTunes and at the very least Step Into Christmas - Elton John
(the tape just dropped off from Heaven
at MCA - Elton hated it it said for not paying him) Christmas Wrapping - The Waitresses Wonderful Christmas - Paul
McCartney (add Linda "simply having a
wonderful christmastime" sold to WPST a local radio station and for me) The Secret
Of Christmas - Bing Crosby ("it's not the things you
do-oo
at christmas time | but the christmas things you doo | all | year |
throo") Winter Wonderland - Aretha Franklin
("while we groo-oove by the fire") Star
Carol - Simon & Garfunkel O Holy
Night - Johnny Mathis (I hadda fight for this and
with God...a
black man singing to the cradle - it's just that good "only 'cause he
did it so well can he continue") Jingle Bells - Jimmy Dean (is
really Elvis with niece "Harmonie"
Wells...Grants bought this you may have "We Three Kings Of Orient Are"
by Jimmy
Rodgers also him) 2000 Miles - Pretenders ( + "Have
Yourself A Merry Little Christmas") So This Is Christmas - John Lennon
(and Yoko Ono figuring in
prominently) Another
Year Has Gone By
- Celine Dion (they say written by Bryan
Adams...maybe) Sweetest Dreams Be Thine - Theodore
Bikel And The Pennywhistlers
(Theodore is the Unabomber now deceased; we love his song - a
"pennywhistler" seeks small change for this here done and with you) Toyland - Perry Como (my father
recorded this) Silent Night - Julie Andrews
(better yet.... get her shit from
"Victor-Victoria" the movie a blast to the head) Santo
Natale - Patti Page (my paternal grandmother is
singing this - we
love it yet...yes, she is Patti Page or the original "Pat Metheny" her
maiden name is "Metheny" as Catherine (Tomson - original married name)
Moon our new army-bestowed name....2nd cousin Craig Moon now is actor
"Cary Elwes" brother of Dan used "Pat Metheny" the name to play clubs
and such record - all hers sang for radio yet of Moon Electric in
Pittsburgh, PA that is Harry or Johnny Cash then) I Heard The Bells On Christmas Day
- Johnny Cash (trust it) Christmas Medley - Peter Nero (a
mindfuck, really - I love it from
Grant's) Santa Claus Is Coming To Town -
Bruce Springsteen (and now at iTunes another east coast
favorite of mine and standard like the Paul McCartney song - Randy
Alexander's WPST oh! when John Lennon died, or when "Double Fantasy"
came out! when Tom Petty damned the torpedoes! then made this happen or
then Philly's WMMR a KROQ sister station ok just KROQ but all played it
well I know what stains me)
and remember LimeWire for
picking through the best of.
Dan Fogelberg? That is supposed to be Al Bundy (George Schlatter, Jr.).
RIP AL Bundy. His father (um the "Sr." Charles Pierce, Linda Evans) had
to go hold his hand through embalming...Chicago, Illinois. "We're
getting through it - it's mean." The other one wouldn't be mourned,
they say. Below, the only song I know "Longer" on "The Essential Dan
Fogelberg" collection (2003).
Nine Inch Nails "Something I Can Never Have" from his new piano-type
release...."Still" (2007).
i still recall the taste of your
tears echoing your voice just like the
ringing in my ears my favorite dreams of you still
wash ashore scraping through my head 'til I
don't want to sleep no more anymore
you make this all go away you make this all go away i'm down to just one thing and i'm starting to scare myself you make this all go away you make this all go away i just want something i just want something
i can never have
you always were the one to show me
how back then I couldn't do the things
that I can do now this thing is slowly taking me apart gray would be the color if I had a
heart
come on and tell me
(you better make this all go away - just come over...and don't sit
there and cry and embarrass us together...oh, nevermind)
This website was supposed be shut down for non-payment $19.95 but I
called it right in. Supposed to be shut down for the plano or parts
"Mary" herself can't master - another gift from me to be given by
you I suppose...the online system not collecting as due and paid Dec 6.
"It's not a gift to from you, we take it." Yeah, with another blade to
your face.
madonna 'drowned world/substitute for love' is
about having your own kid and doing without friendship 'til they grow up
devo 'r u experienced' who knew just how good? from 1984's 'shout' lp
message: 'any special handling requires experience, thank you'
'i wouldn't say beautiful' or mine '...but that ain't a fuck'
i didn't say it was good
- i was subjected to this on one of your weekends
you don't need this except as a gag gift the first pot melded
Catching Up Putting It Down
12/17/07 0938
Had a regular weekend no party favors - hope you got your sal suds
(salty, but not actively yours - a poison then...you'll get that) on
order. Watched "Monster-In-Law"
on tv with Jane Fonda looking great that movie not bad at all and "Poseidon Adventure"
was not key (this a tv version to save someone's ass) but I liked the
security agent guy (actor Jason Gedrick hiding) alot. We made a big ol'
pot of soup out of "The
Marshall Field's COOKBOOK" ("Boundary Waters Wild Rice Soup"...for
anal-urinal retentions? yuck...grade
'B') and we went and had a "Italian grinder" at North End Pizzeria last
night not worth the bother really. I just want something from Trenton,
it seemed. No tree, no gifts, no merriment yet. Just eating.
Thanks too to MyCokeRewards.com
for being so shitty online. On the back of a grocery receipt I get code
#PHMFTJOMKOB6 or 24 points for a free 20 oz. Coke (the best bite some
say - retails here at about
$1.39 or so) but GOD! help you if you try and inhibit enough to get
this
online a print-out coupon or in-fact by mail (doubtful, another shit).
Thanks
for wasting our fucking time everywhere I go...hope to die. Call
1-866-674-2653 to resound it says. Next time, just let us fucking pay
to say and play. Other noteworthies:
BMG: We are a stalwart company - that is, no money here until you pay
us. Paying us means our children and our children's children,
apparently. We pay our bills with what's fluffed up by you. See you
then. Our families in Germany never made money with you - trust that.
Sue us, you see nothing again. Signed "Bergurmeisters" or women there.
iTunes: We never promised anyone anything - the government did. As
such, beseesch them. They rob us daily of our needs too. Will not
resurrect once down. Coming soon. Doug Moon you cheat us too by
flicking around. Fuck you niggers - I never stopped fucking you I
collect your phones daily for heaps permanently broken at your home.
Add some...34,659.
Columbia House: We are a mid-market (only after a year of release do
you sell us) routine for blacks. You see this,
we
give you some later. Later never comes here. They take shares and die
of little or no pay by court order they own half now. Sneaky niggers
cut my
number of "impressions" (their homespun language for "names given [as
to complete any sale by]") from 4,640 to 2,301 - see the chart here
January
2006.
ValueWeb: Completely destroyed by me - they own nothing and Network
Solutions should be cautioned backwards to them. I want my money,
Bitch.
Keep playing I collect yours backwards with you lying there. You won't
get much by attorney, either. X
this is the southern entrance to
comic eddie murphy's estate "c-bubble hill" (note the added 'c' for
psychic times taken) he said he had to bury cement and
plastic pylons in the dirt of the actual hill left to keep people from
vengeance and acts of or digging the hills up a la oj
simpson (at once noting hulk hogan rents his estate still...see that no
bother as worth $10M) i always like to see what blacks
do alone and friendly without others about... the cement pylons - without blocks
or shoring even - keep bulldozers away and unfriendly to costs
then...value to date $9M...califon, new jersey (he says 'orange') my
uncle paul lived there remember, ensuing crime
(value-based openings of can) and losers (wouldn't know if they won or
how to say) are cheap as per their accomplishments in life you lose
anyway why pay? murphy is reportedly
white and as actually in our lives and was colonel klink on 'hogan's
heroes' monacle and all gus sanderson is his name phone: 222-2222 don't ask him to say he won't but
adds privately 'if that's what you want you get it here - not there'
either way, i don't like hate it bothers me senseless...says murphy 'i
want a lasting tribute to my accomplishments seen again and again'
*click*
the new "blab!" is here "blab!
18" and at amazon for the own
coffee table along with 'the many moods of the penis: you are not that'
and 'sayings we all got wrong 'til now' this cover is beautiful with naked
women or nymphs - maybe so made of the same quick - diving in to
relieve theirselves of no such consideration while i blind to the exposure of
the same few things the same few times a much bigger idea, you get it
right for you somehow...my message is sealed in wax for you only
against your seeings of me perhaps in the sky but you dove in it's a cold world outside, but few
reject my warmths
Finally ! I defaulted on all credit cards issued (< $1,000) - fuck
'em. Extra charges in the mix always and nonsense fees. Fuck 'em. You
call here over anything and you are dying. Promise. You give God
credit, Nigger like I'm only you a fucking curse to be born. Always
being that stupid. Try it - and keep calling over what I owe you. Keep
calling me. Merry Christmas, Cunts. Help out here - do your part to be
just like me. Or let me kill you dead. Some seen again...yet me will
seem.
Don't I Always Make You Happy
Ultimately? No? Here's Another Vision Explained To You 12/13/07
1333
Did you know that when Jesus was crucified it was repetitious and
looked like a graveyard of cement hanging wayward ghosts really - a
bunch of them for the asking. Like someone ran a program on them. Has
the stink of people being special using their gifts too harshly (I'm
also showed ghosts at wound or intersect with any meat pulling back
from - that reduces suffering for what damage was asked for - "so hold
them to it" it says). What else? Lots of them there on cement
crucifixes hanging out to dry. I always undo everything next day, but
never care to know extras - for what? Back to, in my head I saw blacks
in Africa (probably in Nairobi?) waiting and pushing at a train
platform as it came and went by without note. As usual and it seemed,
they all ran after it by its side like they were going to work (nothing
special in dress noted wrappings pants mostly in color beige), but
someone said some kids got
run over by the mob and I thought 'so what?' they hate weak people
insisting on being in the way (you turn around and see that again - no
help just a bother). It looked like they were just having a good time
good-natured is all I'd say. Problem with? Blacks - or what I
"corporate black" with elegant of offices under and underneath the
ground - are not real we terrorize you with stuff blacks rising up. You
see these people and question your world. They get paid to be this to
you a primitive peoples with their tits out eating bugs that is not
real - even with someone's guts and as doctoring you they are mocking
you bad. They know who they are but scare you into being here working
on our truths. Don't make it too hard on them or else...you again and
no further say like me.
So cold here...and inside.
"Nairobi" the name means "not yours to know
about". "Chad" for "chadefur" cuts your head off. "Kenya" is the woods
or blatant eating by animals (oversensed killing). "Niger" - originally
thought the official-sounding "Nigriss" helps offset the 'n' words
"nigger" (always one more than seen by you...I teach blacks the word in
Africa like I teach fat piano in a gift - they don't get it "nigger",
but I say if you only knew how biting why make 'em know my own hurt?)
Yes, we've edited here thanks off. More by request of: "Somalia" say
"som-ah-lah" means "someone says you're here [I doubt it]" and then
mine "Angola" to mean "all you grow [or go along with] we have and here
dying". Another..."Uganda" to mean "all you gave we ate - send more to
eat" the problem you stole was bigger.
Holiday movies! "The Addams Family" (way better ! than the series if
you haven't indulged yet)..."Ghost World" (Madonna in the lead as
dark-haired girl with Jewish blues and leanings everyone waiting for
theirs and social mandate to get better stuff giving out first the
likes of Lani O'Grady, Gabrielle Carteris etc. Jews...still waiting for
Sirens '
we're
gonna have
fun fun fun | in the sun sun sun | 'cause you're the one one one |
we're gonna have fun! | we are gonna have fun fun fun ')..."Chitty
Chitty Bang Bang" okay that does it and famous NYC attorney Sam Cohn
was Mindy too? Air
mattress at Target. "No links no pay." How will I know? You tell me
when nothing is to be mine once again and I will still pursue my own
selfish interests with it:
"People know you don't know
anything when they hear what you say so perfect in it. They don't
startle by you rarely - nothing is new but somehow told to you." - dM
who lessons learning
"You aren't worth anything. We
project worth at you - I don't pay for that stuff. Wouldn't it just be
easier to dump that shit outright? It wouldn't." - dM
"See what I see and just try
keeping it all in. Someone else should also say something - if you're
really there, that is. I hadda talk about to be real." - dM
"Proper oral care is at least as
important as proper anal care." - dM says this means nothing unless
you're an asshole 'better watch (wash) your ass'
"Tape everything shut." - dM then
simply end that to me...take it all and throw it the fuck away...get
around to them too and make it to last like beams over the break of day
"If you're just me, then I must be
cruelty in and of itself. Pardon the act of while maintain our
innocences abroad and afact." - dM you laugh, I'll cry for us
like land mines swept out to sea
"Just do it...no one planned on
having you being this little to me but I charge by the cent." - dM
every dog I ever fucked bit me on my face, and each time I cried like
cats
eating feces in a cage
Just do it...be just how sure.
Elvis "Blue Christmas" with Rosemary Clooney (one if guesses)
making those sounds
"like
chimney smoke" in the background...hanging stockings was apparently
"putt putt...putt". Our new air freshener has "snow" in it...you can
almost get the fragrance that or by just sniffing for chimney
smoke. No melon scents should in the bathroom after all...no kiwi
conquers with that hassle that's some liveur a drug lord.
Kansas "Point Of Know Return"
Dave Gahan "Kingdom"
I found out that new releases get turned up after a while because he
God over doesn't want poor (like an enemy, will annnounces the
self...seen to be without...a friend, sure...expensive, i.e.,
porch-type people
if "poverty" is somehow "pottery" then very "plural" always decrying
others having ask your synthesist - poor prospects, poorly
received..."that's a damned shame - poor bitch") people having records
for free
(recording and mastering remain as yet unpaid). You hafta
pay it up the lane first he says he knows how they are and how they get
stuff for free...you pay me first. The dead think all piano playing is
beautiful? All? People are like that too - no matter how crappy they
like it enough. You don't hafta play well for that kind of audience and
I think 'how funny!' when you can play well why bother me with all of
it. Give me the good stuff no one improves me pleasing the likes of me
sucking the inside of my cheek.
We here wanted to note that we just switched to Time-Warner cable's Road Runner high-speed cable internet
from Yahoo! DSL keeping up with the
Joneses part if (that plus then
'snob appeal') at but what's supposed to be five dollars ($5.00) more a
month he'd say if could and he did to me (I decide nothing and am asked
to leave daily with a phone call to my mother it says - you are that).
The roommate Terry tests the line
with another service on the
Internet
and says it's not delivering yet though the three-times 3x speed
required at five dollars but is no hamper either. I say they need time
to fold in? No...he's got a full hard drive? No? Cable used to be sheer
electric force and at will this isn't just that yet. (Note: Think we're
gonna dump it cable access anyway...stuff ain't working right like
YouTube...locks up...DSL is still fine we say.)
Cable Modem
Test: 3.21 mbps, 442 kbps...gives a thirty-three percent (33%) rating
overall...that is translated to mean every three (3) minutes a dime
spent on you or no more than three (3) minutes a day of download speed Test: 3,024 kbps, 460 kbps
...both mine just now, and as
respectively the first number download (to your computer) speed the
second upload (from your computer). I didn't test DSL but imagine it
points to that label as such and so said so. Ours says "cable modem"
yes that's it we have an Apple PowerPC G4 with OSX too you may see that.
DSL
Modem (I just tested it and never is not satisfying to me a 'T1' or
universal standard about maybe no) Test: 1.26 mbps, 305
kbps...gives ninety-eight percent (98%) rating overall...seems like it
too Test: 1,273 kbps, 322 kbps
is uniformly better:faster
across times taken...cable used to be blazing ! but is expensive $100
for all told (cable tv + internet) a month all phone with dsl is about $50
a month and cable basic is fifty $50 there it is
p.s. yeah, i know - i corrected 'mbsp'...i know someone cheap is
thriving in it - i tell important (to me and others) people 'nevermind,
you are important to how well a handwriting perhaps...sorry then'
Two (2) movies as first cut or no revise downward:
"Trading Places" with both Eddie Murphy and Dan
Akroyd (um, hilarious) and the downright exciting "Rambo: First Blood"
I've seen both and don't hafta think about whether or not I like 'em -
we here are lusty for both. The first film mentioned (a
holiday-Christmas film as shot lovingly in Philly when it was just that
cold out) was made before Vic Damone was shot at ("by his mother")
as forced to run into blades erringly - get back to art and sense then.
The whole cast is dirty and fun about giving the world's best to a
lowlife black while throwing a credit-worthy white down the stairs at
the same time. You can cut a white in half and pretty much see nothing
new it says, but god help you if you're those two old men experimenting
with others and at your own social cost. Aside, also see Madonna's
"Who's That Girl" for even better rich people jokes with
street-smart
types about...a real hoot! Then, the very first "Rambo" provides much
entertainment that is simply error-free a cruel triumph for hatemongers
(um, people who hurt people and physically only) and the type (who
preach it - like me #1 valor is unless bored with really the price too
little at). Brian Dennehy a beloved actor takes it up the ass
for bothering a stray-type man as he enters small-time town. This brand
of justice is served and this well. Stallone doesn't share much, but is
Christ-like all the way in. He mercies no one here finally shooting the
bitch up in his balls-ass through a floor in a department store.
Believe in that just. Like that snake on the hot road said to me in
post-haste "I didn't know where to go." Eat at that.
Madonna "The Look Of Love" ...' all the books i've read | and things
i know | never taught me to laugh | never taught me | to let go ' -
check out Duncan Fuare's "24 Hours" too...may have that. Promo video.
to sung with no balls on ' dear
baby jesus | how tiny thou art | i'll make a place | for thee in my
heart ' we get people to commit to god's
crimes (or knowing mine first) this way...being born but first and to
apparent nothingness then play but only after no less than two
(2) others complicit commit to the crime of making me be with apparent
nothingness then play blacks say it's your obligation to
hurt another unspoken and in this fashion may be crime (notes to myself you better save
the file on that note...the computer unexpectedly dies like a woman
dies playing games) anyway, we give you this 'gift'
from time to time - and quite it's real - he has god's every power, but
is you and malevolent or harming at times the clock tells the tale - he gets
pretty scared too caring not for the answers and working it all off, it
and as you may see them - that pays my bill with folks too...being
scared you just hafta care for the bitch
and with better thoughts - like with anyone gentled to you, really -
and although he agrees and secretly tries kills you anyway he, sick and sad, leaves us one
day and hopefully with good thoughts in mind god in heaven hates people
around as all being less than we expect to know of we all get to kill you and in time
- so what we have that someone lesser says 'he should
kill himself' and see here with appropriate markings afoot someone who
lives and dies with no further note but with kids who live and die as
perhaps even less than be note i say 'no one special' to mean 'no
one you hafta regard out of the fear of being hurt or used to some
unhappy end' - you may enter as far i'm concerned none one here needs to think about
anything but being more god-like or then perhaps another crime: having
an end result that is supremely or then infinitely satisfying to
note...all is well then if yours to be said would in-fact
be revised downward, i think about stopping by briefly to note no
further of error or that what must corrected i'm entitled to my mistakes, even
a wholesome bad day of you paying my bill i'm infallible or not capable of
being you or left with an unsavory result (do, undo, redo, do, and then
do again - never an error seem or them) merry christmas, you bitch merry christmas! (my revision to
seem)
p.s. no matter what you got, it's more god than you - a bigger and
better world gets closer the god-mind that made it come and go (if only
on a cheap little film for you making you think these things)
p.p.s. i didn't make you think things - did i?
Finally ! Lush "I Have The Moon" from the 1996 4AD release "Topolino" (from
the bottom up, ours used up - you've heard it all "tell the police
now") -
never too real. This taken from the "Nowhere" soundtrack Gregg
Araki and all (1997)...Curve do the title track ' while the angel
sleeps | the devil's nowhere nowhere nowhere ' - love that 'the angel'
metaphor (my name for it) for God or one among us but special.
We love Catholicism for its scary
bloodrites and death knells (our coffins are not yours - you don't
bring that in here, but at night in your bedroom on that fucking
accordion stand you die all over it turns corners easily enough...you
used to able to get one of them stands on LaBrea at a lighting
shop near 3rd specializing in old glass doorknobs and having been
scouring houses - you'll be back with it after perhaps a coffee table
made of it fag humour gone amaze) but confession is scary to kids. Why?
We, as usual, don't have much to confess and hafta make up sins to be
worthy of communion or receiving Christ's body (a round bit of
unleavened or flat 'bread' most like a thin foam) on Sunday at Mass.
The priest at our church known to us all - and no one to ask of for
always being serious and older-wise beyond our interest - is best loved
by me for believing it all (at a vatican-type gunpoint, I'm assured)
and surely enough has the reason you shouldn't have bothered yourself
too much and without saying. So in the booth there on Saturday
cleansing yourself every month or so, you die inside making this stuff
up ("I cursed, I hit my brother" - all stupid shit to me even then)
when the slide inside each booth left and right opens to reveal a
sunlit panel and you do what you do - nervously all you talking at
first. After you're done, he takes over and then it's a few prayers at
the altar (the "Hail Mary", "Our Father") we didn't wanna hear from you
at all it says just say these in repetition we'll tell you how many no
more than four (4) to me (maybe that's too much of each?) the code for
us with no further speakings by you. That's all - I hated and refused
to after a while (in my point of few, the furthest reaching grace is
being let off the hook after serious is conveyed - mine yet: "get mad,
then get serious" with each...the human mind crumbles easily enough at
rigid sentences and the resultant hate is unmarkable). No one gets
communion at first without it. Communion, I later figured, was decided
by my hunger in church. My mother stopped going at divorce - both now
taking the reins it seems. Church glories me only as having gilded
wealth all about me and not much examination -- it looks like God's
best to me and without a human person's little tricks in mind they know
you. People can be cheap."Christ
knows me. I agree only."
Someone here interjects "left off
the hook" - no. How Jewish of you. When you're let off the hook - they'll decide when
it's all over for you. You're there - like it or not.
This Just Removed To View!
Gets Attention Only When Needed And Not By Me (You Are Going To
Hell...We Have Your Contribution On File, No You + Me...I Use That
Myself To Suffer You) 12/05/07 1258
Propers save all that bother you if: you remember Jews made gay culture
for me, not for you and them plus me maybe sometime. When I woke up
this morning the fool I live with (looking great last evening from all
manner of abuse at work-home, but not mine still...1993-1998 RIP
noneother than).
I awoke this morning to a national-level news program about Catholic
coloring books being gay as I 'murder' myself to it? They showed
grayprint spires reaching the top of cathedral so on and something puff
paints...what does it do I thought ? to no else do I see. My mind or
someone near and bothersome says through voice me outward "Do not
ask me to forgive sins that are not mine" like it comes from some
teaching of yours (noting I was both class clown and honor student to
other boys - all progressive polish-german-italian if not the italian
'burgs of homosexual lore, no blacks ever God is ashame - who seem to
fake sorrow while praying in our after-school catechisms year after
year those nuns from Ethiopia don't speak well but nativity we see rice
for the no pay...sucks theirs first then sees me is the rule to be this
home)...
I nearly hate that ! cry ! a forgiveness for me with priests and the
father together ? or the kids ? after last night no other males ever
but at-touch if will borrow money from other go out and stand cruising
the boulevard? Okay but not for me bitch my first choice is having your
'bad breath' at home but you don't get to that either (noting aside I
never really have that from you). Confession ruined my life making me
so scared I could die of it. But do say if you murdered some bitch (no
favor to me, yet) and need the help - don't let dumb Doug Moon get in
the way of that absolution we see no God there ever, but know he's
depicted well and I say is 'patriarchal' or worried about what you
think of in our world of men and merely women assisting stuff if both
you are not a man mother and homosexual child, never a neo but seek). I
never had to fight for mine but now have nothing and seek forgiveness
you shouldn't f*ck that ass is that the questions here. This may all be
real but I didn't see at all just spires. Christ or then me ('a role'
they say carefully to remember...I do the job to be evil? when he
comes? who asked for that? gets it) isn't dying of homosexuality, he's
dying ? ok - a beautiful drug death on pillow face down earning me more
points and what overly points to being here alone and rejected by a
scathing-even higher up named Jewish Richard ? try your hand at black
bitch this fifteenth knob out in the gutter "look at the fool...made up
to go out...she's desperate and lonely...and she's been putting it
about" an
adultress among other nonesuch women received so well) trying to get
away from your no say ever he or then you or me. What I do hate is that
what
makes me stay here threatened to leave and join mom for a while
against my wishes always you won't say but a bitch only and probably
queers too working for little made of it money and the pipe-dreams up
in smoke of someone I hate only Asia blacks prosper me here and I do
make it suck no matter what mine named. I
hate fags for running away I am sure I was 95% better than you when the
time came or nothing you just sat on it (no matter how I was made to
feel last night against a dream-like framing of bigger me men and
nonesuch porpers, I don't look for you, let me see me in it still with
you thriving anywhere else while I love it to be out with you dying of
my breath spoken "and I get good teeth" the adultress would say after
years of perhaps no yellow or more cared for properly you a shark of
rot under past plastic veneers that still get crapped in if noting a
kiss from my 'lover if no say' Chris in high school was a finger in a
molar missing right rear - bei yum). Now I look like you sometimes
again (Chris has been warned after enjoy not to excel in such of
troubled times...or then else a homemade poster of who improved so
greatly me again ? tee hee all my friends are 'angels' only -
real to
any heaven of yours seen by mine hand-held cash...most ask me not to
note people at all this juncture many early departures no fare - fine,
we'll be back gifts bearing...sex...for bastards, people who ask ahead
of the game).
Whatever the error, I'm here and no one said that I accept or write to
anyone else but me. You fuck yourself then who cares keep that out too.
Being special and perhaps romy Jewish meant shutting your fucking mouth
while lighting candles privately (a la the queen over a holocaust I saw
that festival in Beverly Hills from the bus that ignored me for one
more stop beyond what did I curse you with no family?
left of mother no friend? Barbra Streisand?) I guess my Christmases
never came fast enough either until that first Polaroid
camera in 1977
(8th grade then - sex came that summer prior and someone must knew)
that ended toys (the last meaningful toy? the Tonka crane all metal with
working pit shovel lowering in on strings wound - a few of us had that)
and having me there now take your time to obligate me
too (one picture saves me from that nose until high school see Neil).
No you can enter my adult life by just decorating sometime soon (don't
tell people you hate me I love your dick clipped off if I have your
balls here already I married every man I see I take only some though or
see none - all real while someone suggests I'm possibly you) and
thinking it all over in a store with others again. Infallible means: I
don't ever have to...what was that? Do, undo, redo endlessly that never
happened yet. Trust all that.
"Jesus walks with the father" while blacks make pornos of your
school-age daughter puffing air like lamaz (the boy? you'll die..huh!
huh! huh! huh! like the chills) and the Catholic church is formally not
me yet but you and not me? A bucket of shit has been sent by Harry
& David (we enjoyed them last year me and my mother someone's
gift to them...I had a foil-wrapped chocolate pear as hollow and
chocolate-covered almonds to boot nestled within a plastic baggie of
'em) to each altar for this same their
last gifts I hear
plus
yours we said. I like to them though and want to note my genuflect at
the church's altar here has been advised as touching the head and the
body only, no arms. Leave it to be Jesus a throne I am the Holy Spirit
to you. You forget again and come see (FACS - or - "first angry, cries,
silence"...oh, it's not really important TITO, PYOO. HART) you to die
with other
portraits
of you nearby professing better performances of me and you too. No one
was anyone until I came - remember to that, you ghost of a shit-eating
bitch. Kill you first with pills out of someone's old wrinkled-up
balls. To be mine?
Welcome Christmas we thank each other for being still...and yet I. "No
one likes a family reunion back at the home."
Alas...no one came
Woe...I was so sorry for myself yet you asked me nothing
Berude...I was still here after that and died.
Use? "Alas, woe, and berude - no
one came to see him." Your mother only, then...very womanly, if no
thanks. Hungry perhaps, overt (seen to be without having asked, thus
unnecessarily and unavoidable...also may seen by people who are not
with you why).
There is no such word such as 'betrude' (see 'betroth' or 'marry off'
then...or as 'be true' not real see we 'betrust' or value you greatly a
scheme of us trying you first with words that suggest more third
person). I always
have that in my head on the tongue but won't say for fear of getting it
wrong and being stupid (still doing that). I hate that way of us and
reject it thus said. There it is some of them inner-city priests should
be paid for 'themselves' but we see ugly decline needy boys a la
"Saturday Night Fever"
with semen mentioned a punch in the early gut to
me pregnant girlfriends ascending me and thus we have fags only and no
God at all yet just Jews hating us and people who are never sure if
they're good enough with no such training at the altar but see them
with candle wax dripped all over the their surplices (sheen or white
top of
altar boys, the candle they hold to see more of it made me ? whatever -
alts with a priest's black 'cassock' or robe, tab taken no women have
this bump on throat...cover up with card for money 'when not important'
it says).
We do okay with each other. Thinking about doing is one thing, getting
is another and all I see is people who aren't good enough for the
attention performed asking to be freed of anyway or have a drink down
to it another 'saucy lady' like here at home my name is 'since', thank
you. So free them we say - or else you. "No institutions of sex" we
fuck you privately and at-large if when that good. See ya later,
Bitch...call if you need me I needed many others I'd say and thank
women always for not having to ask or else I have you make a dinner
together serve something.
'if you only knew how little it
come'
we love her interviews on tv - very 'mocha' or white milk with little
chocolate
i say new orleans she says alabama
i say new orleans...haven't been there yet
her first song on live is so good and funny...yet this for the
christmas ball
and saturday night fever strung along these lines
Bargain last night! Growing in....too dumb to be last night:
Just now so will peek at our balance, won't act on, can't
say....welcome. Still the Jew that lights privately for reasons speaks
softly and honors us often this day...I like showing to you over
nothing thought often of even if you think about nothing just Auschwitz
(gift: Burlingame, France...most homos say blacks) blubbering back
tears in a tulip (no can say) for asking just to know how. We taught
nothing they author often we add Ann Hanks "They still laughed at for
making the problems they talk of so often." Hurt no one just ours
gawking but shot at still then get them sleeping a rooster and near
that the only rot of a cow. You too? "Sit, if I'll be the shit" for the
movement uck! yours.
Lord Logo Julius Caesar was fact-fiction a fag. Who was his
friendships, fact action, or frivbing the hive (no "lover" then say? -
you'd offer no other if to be bride..buy both)? Actually, corn on the
cob. You can eat that without teeth while bothering none other than
produce, back-axing, or throating the loan. I'd no sooner pay - what's
taxing to you?
You "feed one hole or the other." Food is the reason, no other would
offer to bother it both and offer no pay. I don't fuck smart - it lives
anyway. Never make me that in your head and I won't tell you the pro
and con. You can both go to hell over the reasons I'd say nothing I
love you and smile so beautifully you offer so slimly or butcher then
bitter that way. I didn't say you'd be going over my numbers with me -
if you know what I seem is to roughy to say. Sell that what they sold
you to only for that and no-so often poofin the oven popover pop-offle,
packroodle, cack auchon, no loodle no pishion, no yapper, no flay. You
should pay fat.
That ol' bitched at cell phone you crapped at just crypped off its very
last molvment past this few number of days plus our 'gals at greek
action' reversed no local, no call of, novaction, bill to not laid. In
just a few lotions, new logos new numbers to comb, your action
refrained again again. You should call some they'd say again in Hashish
over lotions muffled us again and again. Yikes!
There ain't no food in nature - even if it expected you we'd say too
local, no table you'd sooner see than self at be served. Oh, sure - the
bripple fruits harvest and hearts of it hearty, but your shifts at the
road bulches but near you, no one warned you, both said it to be best
'not yet do this no one who knows this yet thrives, is still thriming,
or then humming, with one then enters this, then be trying, or then be
bumming, then bending it, the hive.' Bee ware, each at bee then. Bee
both at. I'd be. Be them.
the haves...
the have nots... just pushing buttons is every error
in the field 'what does this one do?' not using both hands or doing too
much would be that too no one makes a button for the will
nots we'd push it otherwise known as the 'wills' or
simply the 'will too's' the 'are nots' just don't they can't they won't
[make me a fag]
don't push it, use indicator light for 'no change'
you have that...two dimes and a nickle in a newer coke machine give you
a quarter back!
no dollars! returns susan b anthony or that indian sasquatch gold coin
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