A few days ago
... dancing to the JOBvibe....
Pondering: "i needed jokes about that lot but really the best one is, my god two of....them....a purebred! .... that's something to have righteous indignation, self pity about... ! that's a true bit of genetic maladaptation, by design or not...."
Even if I know who is the latterday spawn, 'devil' too big a word for such a ridiculous failed so called 'activist'. one of them...i spied. Indeed even frogspawn would be an insult to fine frogs...in his case. And why the Waters are fucked, too...
* nothing can ever be as funny as when the funnies just come - as if in three dimensions. Infact four when you stick in the 'emotion' the likes of fatty McGilchrist could never understand whichever right bit of his left-behind brain he may attempt to sell you for hundreds of quid....Unlike anything in their three dimensions ever having any simplest lines, of wots right and wrong or at least telling the truth....eventually. Indeed bring back not crime hatecrime word crimes - not for the words, but the smugness, never mind that hubris self pitying scotch addled I'mrightiness....
That even err got munched up by... but then i needed to know just how utterly needy they are....
Anyway ... now all i know is that there are some patterns that one might just about manage to have left behind in your right brain....
Which knows exactly where the line is - and that's all there ever was, living up to that god only knows why.
