.. in the best of all the atch's...."
LIFE
" lacuna, in that last two hours, of honourable oldschool nattr'in...[ as in the lacuna between line one, and two, ear... ] .... we know all we needed to know ... you understand mine lacuna, in that same business i was once.. and youtoo know why, no more.. not even those we advocated for can be trusted, to tell us, their adpeeps... the truth, they vacated being "human" years ago... may as well cliff jump or do a Thelma and Lou...
" i see youtoo are my ultra simple, extant, mirrorverse...
and even a choppin' log.... wow
even if you can stand up in yours... hahh hahhh fat bourgeois sybarite skinny old strump.... and you even like metoo notice, them all so fat....and use the 'w' word,
'waddlers'..
wow... you cannot exist...
" ... 110 bombs this morn their
new dawn
"nothing new, not my country...
" i love it when now and then, the weather forces you in... why i came to this atch you atchnicker rinkly old trollopy strumpet .....
hunker.... in, hermitude, eat sleep... and dream.... ohh youtoo know about thattoo: kairos"
" thanks thanks thanks...i would never have got it out without in tandem team work helpmeeting two of us teamworking as ... two....
" ... so you are OKS...i shall keep mine eyes peeled for you .. remember me, LAK..."
" got me atch back.. only reason i helped... no need to wink
". .. just in time for just the right weather ! :-)... fare ye well..."
" now, got all i need... for a two mornin' day..... . do they siesta in Serbia i wonder...?"
