Now...a month ago, thing is.... only ONE has actually 'inspired' me thus far
If only the rest knew: get to eighty, meet a tramp in the car park as you are panting in the sun and he moseys up to pinch your handbag as he sees you bowed over your open bonnet and seemingly fainting in warm-wave number 1 ......
And she, alone, gives as good as she gets
And gives the full truth without any " ohh we must have ...hope..." bullshit.
"hopemaking" their latest poncey ponceifying on the wireless - straight out of toxic Totnes on very toxic Dart
via Goldsmiths so called Art
...and even .... (TO BE CONT)
"there is NONE! mister"
But as i always tell the folk, I am a ridiculous optimist....
They can't believe as theyre stuck in negativity about everyone except themselves as someone told them they were beautiful souls...
... to make their souls behind their lanyards, less ugly
nope
You have to earn it... by sharpening your battleaxe... weekly at least.
And then you get to be the only happy old one left
No male man ever whets my stone....it is impossible in UK. So ferkoff and get tattooed "we lost; it was the German's fault" - i have a film half made about how even Germans can still properly laugh at THEMselves..
When there's always something in any English that they think is beyond laughter.. especially if Mermaid Pixie RULING class
And that (in socratic discourse one way)
the other day was where i got to...
" all Europeans know that all of us is up for gags....
" The mermaid pixie facile titilators fake their laughing smiles.... so be it; but they don't fake that there is of course some small part of their soul/grift/workshop business/ dance classes / that is above ever being laughed at, or even with..."
And that... is The definition of, why...
And she the old panter is the only one i have ever met who indeed knew thistoo... every smallest and largest thing about her and us all, must be up for laughs...
or at least self deprecation
If only the rest of them could learn from ...her
I do hope she hasn't died yet....
And as for only women have the voice... bloke leaves his old van cobwebbed its assumed you're a serial killer..
woman... she was so funny, she relishes every spider " my old banger is a nature repository...hahh hahh im doing my BIT.... every even mite matters the way the xenobiotics are chasing em all to death...ohh yes and i agree every mollecule of detergent will knock out some poor useful bacteria in the prime of its short life..."
