So, all i need is a tent, and....

 ......when i was a child i played with ferrits

{{{{{{Knowing that, all the rest merely 'divided' over which SHAPED,  stupid little leather  slippery thing they scrummidged over

Never mind that the fine Serbian "warriors" likely  played upon their actual playin' Fields with real children's heads... 

that small leather menboy artifice proxy for what?

well... the girls (old leathery bags) can't ever say, for all their 'etrodox

someone should indeed 'dox' em, merely [self confessed]  property whores like almost every other so called modern non0human :

"luvs..... youse defunct, dead end of your germ line, last stop on the tube you were too cowardly custard to put to use as your fey god intended; but its not about any line, it's only ever about one thing no  English flavoured lollypop 

[wow thats good LOLLY POP!!! exactly he always needed a name i never liked his birth one after all 'devils' aint born, and it's an insult to the interestingly redbrested so often come and accompany as I'm on the JOB in the land ..]

 .... the definition of narcissism - the wrong word for just opening your gob to say any old rubbish, rather than live between the lacunas crowding up the platform aSIDE THE LAST TUBE YOU MAY EVER SEE WHEN YOU GET BORED BEYOND DEATH OF YOUR OWN NOWT TO SAY ever [oops not my shoutin accidental cap and with the greatest methodical organisin' the worlds ever known only fifty percent battery  left no time to uncap...] .... chuck yourself from that 'platform'!  as effete of no use to humanity...  defined by  being unable to appreciate the fairly standard common as muck  cause and effect, being if you are childLESS and havent had sixteen years of Hemlock overgrowin' the back of your mind, always...and once again.... ....
.....of course you have time to write truly shit books and sit up all night saying drivel whether live-mic or not no one cares..

 that's nothing to do with actual reality I'm quite sure even stoneage BArb, 

who ACTUALLY always makes me larrfff even today as she was great culture and knew that if i can take my sunglasses off for just a minute and look that manky old gorilla in the next frame

in HIS eyes....

and explain

'my doll's bust! and ..ok fairdiinkum....you have at least some use to me beyond my sung - lasses, allowance.... ' 

and if you  really IS a man below all that ranty bluster,

you will get out the stormsure and put aside his so called 'tools' of cooking

or war, or beating up some poor bloke cos he's got an oblong leather one rather than a round one

and fix my broken Barb...NOW!...or the fuckelse!

whether or NOT you  be-seeded me, as   maybe daddy or not..'

its your JOB to put my needs first...be they a broken bit o plastic here and now or  figure how there'll be a little less of this campfire posturin and...make friends!  team up and make safer [sam harrises] 'tools' '

 

  

as had, you, for fancy 'personal' reasons yea or neigh

ACTUALLY bred,  you may have learned at least the modern version

 way over the heads of your latterday perversion...

I'm sure even in fine old once peace-broker Serbia

[rather than Gweek arms broker to the rest of the so called world]

had some kind of parable

he, man, who has child.... 

is a prat before he has child, fact;

wastes time playing scrummages 

sometimes thinking he may get a few yards advantage

 sticking one up the bum of the feyboy infront.

then later on with child 

as 80 odd percent may manage

he thinks more of how to have peace, and infact even avoid all those silly scrummages, with any fey boy girl, or whomsoever... on behalf of his child"

you barrenesses 

could never know as its called a Black Swan - it actually changes you, and often makes you adult, no matter what crap books you write monetising even some poor dead Kevin

never mind even if Lionel is quite right with her lasteryear '  compulsory niceness is the enemy of mankind.. '

and just copying a few of us who worked that out a decade back, as having a child makes your brain work better,  quicker as it's actually important what happens for the rest of humanity as you only care about the next generation no matter what... 

ergo, is defined by, if all the childless and sexually confused almost by default have the 'voice' well of course none  ever use it to explain simple little things like well those ragheads...  'stereotyped'  - soon to be illegal, as... hmm what, when surely their one most stereo  fundamental fundamentalism that actually makes a real difference...is generalising - yes we know illegal among the Narniacs of  Narnia twinned with Dumbosville, the one styereotype that matters even if a few others went and a bit backwards back into caelands, is  the grape really really does a LOT of damage and collaterally can ripple for generations, arguably even moreso that the dynamite ... so....

 rather than talk 'immo' 

maybe a character should be ehhhh... 

a useful seed for change..? 

a useful influence 

someone to learn from, positivley....

rather a lot of 'them' grape free "

oops lost track at least paid homme..age-too, [thats said...arrge..]   was going to be in there somewhere dont matter the pixie-goddesses know what fun i always have every single now dawn no matter what...merely pondering awaiting what never comes until i just start to vomit what needed to be said always in there as quite simply, us whom have a germline we love and have been close to, are different... real fully human humans no matter what  }}}} 

back to imagined sunnier shores, betented, handwritten note: " ehh up gdday fair dinkum....  my male chaperone here will speak for me now  ... see there's a football in the baggage as evidence... i was wrong I'm only 1%,  and really do know at last why i need to claim asylum...."