Now....generally, 99% of the time, it is such a 100% pleasure, to as i do often
such as yestermorn speak for at least an hour with even a halfbreed
half Iti.. half a nearBritolin land that grew up
woman
exactly lets get some life into this dead place
all of them endlessly warding it off
with wellness in an elitist space
(not her the halfy and her bloke)
" luv.... leave there's NO art left here....
take it from me .... La GRANDE...
no British film director would even know as Paulo for all his sexist piggery never featuring any babe as the one who does the piggery rather she only ever has it done to her.... but is given a free pass when theyre gathered on the Roman veranda and Jep does his greatest ever speech to him and his tribe, about how 'we're - thats me and you, no one else us intelligentsseers.... ALL so disgustin'ly decadent fuck off to the beach....
no British director could even dream of that scene rather blamin Kier, some longgone pa*do... or someone else....
even if this one in his greatest ever soundtrack, is me
as remedy
to all their Vespa nonsense
and high bourgeois fussymummy'sboy, pretence
and even them Yanks well... add this to the list too
they chuck mum down the bog good riddance to wonky rubbish... with love
and laughter
just not allowed in this land a performative infirmary.."
" yes so please let me write down... what was that first film again ohh about Beautiful.... ME !!! i love ...we need....your education...!"
the difference between a younger European and younger Brit
the latter would be taping you for the inevitable complaint and
some other shit
for brains long gone to Furbie heaven
so i dont care about the default conspiracy theorising
if it were in any way accurate, but everything became " ohh those loony Europeans theyre lost to woke insanity.... we must never again be friend or even ally" copyright poor Nigel... and his swivelleyed family
(and even my once schooldays sanest best friend...talk about tragedy)
Nobody told Nige
Last week Macron wrote a letter to every single twenty nine year old Froglet, no exceptions
no bothering to have safe spaces between the lines - lacunas, for certain feelings...
" .. please remember before its too late..its maybe even your duty.... never mind how you keep the reaper from your front gate...BREED... l'amour. comme les cheins even if you must...get it the fuck ON....breeding is best "
In Britolin on the wireless half the morning
"every single schoolkid, even nine year old
must be given a 'safe' secret space away from mum and dad
where... they will be safely supported to change
into what they never were, and can never be...
maybe even furrie
and if they need support with the chemical castration, one day we'll be there for thattoo"
now which people went conspiracy theory Big sister; into only ever inhumanity ?
And poor Nige his hands rhetorically tied, by his eyes swivelling wrong way, even married to one from Germany
