I wouldn't even tickle Nigel's toes in a way that is uncomfortable for him....
(as i was saying to the " fuck yooos two under the palaver tree [ he LOVED it as black as the black tar running into his Nigerian homeland swamps.. the Swampies and co too scaredy custad to take on some real eco-fuckers.. errata theirs they both put it into their devices.... .].... you are so intelligent nobody in this pestridden land would know that how in the late 70s we went to the IMF cap in hand.... ok so...Norway first on the con-back-list.... then Romania.... they are the true Beautiful Souls... i was as madly prejudiced against them until i spent lots of time with a few over the years.... but yoooz two... i mean nobody in their right minds goes to Nigeria... and youve just shown me how still wrong one can be.. yea send your WHOLE family here i shall help with the smugglin so as they can educate ours...". )
Now.... my problem is that
oops lets do Bob... even if i do thing that the Hollywood one is more moral in the longer run...
But to meet a Portuguese Bob... actually born wild in the one Portuguese forest left that some firestarter from Garway Hill, or Gweek hasnt set up as movie backdrop to their fraudulent ULTIMATE work of fantasy art in their crowdfund begging bowls for a new laptop or house for their sweet little perfect mousey
kids.. who have to be at the exact age - say 4...where they look cutest for the high def video camera
(i do have all this in MY artists archive over a decade carefully woven together but as nobody even likes a joke round ear, one never knows if one even gets invited back to the PERFECT job just begun...and access to their sockit-to-em.... )
