The psychology of simplest living, via my stories of many years truly simplest living. Real ones - not earnest or pious.
Ten years a landloper. Time to tell those tales, too.
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(nope not yet not heryet lets wait until...i know not and this wasnt going to be for a day or so but off we go)
Poor poor Donald's offence
Yer On err... forty years ago near enough
one could pitch up a lost limey in the deepest darkest Hicksville
even Hickory
North Cal...
and find a woman not only so loving all knowledge
that day we jumped into the dark quarry pool off the ledge
sultry nothing nights....
no noise nor lights
America through The Southerner's laughs
and perfect morality.
Was every single atom of she
reached over and turned her knob
twiddle twiddle crackle crackle ...
"what on earth is THAT?"
From the very first opening seconds
the snake infested katydide
[The nighttime insects you hear are usually Katydids (family Tettigoniidae, also called bush crickets) or true crickets (family Gryllidae), both making distinct buzzing, chirping, or trilling sounds by rubbing their wings together (stridulation) to attract mates after dusk.]
i could have died
dusktime mating all every red blooded man and her
sweat pourin and the institution never beat
Yankee FM radio brings,,,
and she sings...
and days weeks probably years ... the perfect swamplife song in your ears
not one person EVER in all of Christendom
ever for a moment said twas anythin to do with Jesus H Christ
nor any sky faery organising the one perfect American moment
even if she did...or maybe
BUt fast forward thiry odd years and now they all say its biblical bullshit banshee bastardising the one greatest of all song of them sultry Yankee eighties..
fourty days a word picture metaphor
nowt to do with religious mental war,
or Dicky's 'memetic' whore
purest talent purest real undivine spirit who knows just maybe sublime
But then to cap it all by some tragic miracle
he Dead PArrots far too young and along comes
his lad
a renderin' as perfection as nobody else could
pure love pure values pure respect a pure happyclappy story
undefiled by bible bashin or fake have a nice day smiles
(weve a few of em down here the laster year or two to show)
and hardly anyone even claps never mind clicks
even if only one can still write
Greatest song.
Greatest performance of it.
Fight me.
thats thats fact ...thats offensive... thats your country
nothing....no memory! no humanity
no pure shiverdown your spine for a son honouring his not even shotdead dad
a goodnews story, untold as no YAnk really cares
for family, until their shotdead
gets them TV stares
Pure Nothing
and philosophically, nothing
can't be offended, by even BBC bullshit-anything...
And you can't fuck off and die
as you're already dead"
hmm gotta get in there only a scoundrel uses my beloved Amish for his Jerrymandered ... just like Nigel thinks he cantoo
and he is...
RC sexist piglet (not even desrvibg fullsize) Torygraph Tim Stanley who wont allow even bigjob woman priests https://www.bbc.co.uk/sounds/play/m002mmy5 in a country 40 years ago nobody even muttered father god in the pissoir ... or even fabulous, cheeky, nestpisser #2 with her "mother god"
who next...
you did that the most obvious unbeliever in anything ever
near'nuf twenty years ago J Babb commissioned by the OUP to write The Bible on it...
the thing about these fringe areas twas ever thus they come in like Babb or Robinson theyve been someone somewhere else even in the arts or philosophy or Babb fellow of that truly Philistine so called University all they can muster is Penrose and dodgy Dicky had he said "theres something but its impossible to know what " rather than this is it. period, he wouldnt have caused so many to turn away from the miracle of evolvin and all that... and encouraged the worse ever 'atheist' brain scientist HArris...
but when your third wife is a third rate movie star even below the Sara one...
well of course you need to seek attention, for nothing....
And the BBC commissioning birds loved his slight aristo looks ..good on tv
the most cliched predictable culture ever extant
anyway it was always hilarious the way your Lawsons Withnail-Robinsons and Babbs came to some hick town as it got trendy and full of druggie fucked up young ballerinas - her bname rhymes with... precisely.... and never ever could for one second ponder there may indeed be something here worth....
noticing
or even ... taking in....
they go on about truly screwed up Searle and his definate real-trauma from his Japanese days 'informing' his wonky work and bottled JAp heads on the top shelf..in some
but wouldnt know any original thought if it was working in their inherited pile of rocks...
so be it ....
Anyway there's me half a decade researching and buying for him BAbbs lost extremely expensive books so as he can pile them upon his Hogwarts desk going on about the 'poor' of the town never occurs to him to even leave one in his soon-to-be-used will to an actually 'poor' girl his almost goddaughter ... who was doing lit at the top lit uni...
Anyway ... a decade on " ive got volume one...two ... but i just cannot finish THREE.... what it damnwell is..."
a decade later
in my clunky old motor
"Jeff ive some ideas .. they just well sometimes i think...
cmon talk to me..."
But maybe all along that's it the world authority
for all his snobby and dividing garb and meanest me me me
Now.... all that is necessary is a tad o' fixin thinkin' the Boostaroo had given up the ghost
(and even thinkin the Bishop was ghosting in fact i thought god thats poetic " even blocked by number one martyr loves to bloodied on the cross
of our two year correspondence
jabbin err so upskirt often day after day....
this toime she's been told....
"i got the inside info luv....from ONE of yooz i trust....
theyre declarin' geehadit with all of you but if there's gonna be schiz...i want in onnit" "
i do not lie and only occasionally extemporise on the actual script
and that isn't
what on earths up with wotsup one tick for a day or so when she normally laps it up immediately...
Anyway more important things just when you are ready....
she keeps coming into my mindseye
i saw her look a few weeks ago....
anyway if at first and i only need to be ...etched
in person rather than from behind my "prowler" back
the other side of their NArniac square that sure aint narnite rather than they all think they're dynamite, when they're only.... rock
thank you very much
So i never just ask and only ever give first at least a small snippet of the story
even to a ringnosed" hmmm... the armenians all a bit contrived and yes all the clever terms of life coaching from LA with the latest trendy sunglasses.... look, my lass one day quite young thought for herself and i had no idea upon askin' her her current faves i thought she may say Joni River or somesuch and was quite gobsmacked when she put it on the splitter... the last time before thisters i had used it.....[which is impossible to listen to in ints native tongue without the boosteroo scrape the terminals me thinking i hadnt been Indiana Jones prepared enough and the special small batteries had run out..... nope in all its glory...
even if it could sum up the local scenery
ohh yes says filmed in Slovenia i dont even cheeky0fake owt
indeed the hispter Ruperts you can tell them by their lackeys ... wandering up the road with a whole biggish bag of cut wood over his shoulder doubtless at least thirty quid for show...
i really wanted to tell him/them - thats the old fashioned version as the private school lot never really bought into all that perversion of the words, as it'll confuse the inheritance
cycle, round and round
i could have cried for him
"mate theres a pile ten times bigger than that puny rip off sac and free... a mile up the road...i feel so sorry for you and your posin' with your so practiced Ascott swagger even age about seventeen... i think i will go and get them for you for free, now...
the second minds eye is far more sublime...
to be kept in reserve
Anyway now..... the sublime is far deeper than just bouncin on Tightropes even if it IS CHEESY to even write the silly old fey portentous word...
in fact its probably too blue-cheesy to even get lessons or modules onnit in Eton or Oxfed... don't you know
And it's certainly not just paintin' a good thing as i can't
even if i don't believe in that word
agghhh the cheeky sublime in the boostaroo pretending it was going to UNKNOWABLY ruin the biggie...i need them now
I wasn't but i may...
she gets exactly 3.5 minutes in one nonstop typin' which is only a minute less than the scrooges gathered this eve to throw stones and get peeved....
There bein' one thing that really would
if ....
well if.....
she would.
Anyway yes The slippery fucker its about doin' things you really really never ever wanted to do
I mean before these shabbine super model wannabes, could never nees.... there was the pukka thing, only one...i have a photo somewhere still in fact could look up her Fakebook, addiction too...
A whole year of being weird on hers .... until one day i just got the fuck on my bike... " luv im on my bike....i shall be there maybe at dusk or die of dehydration on the way as the last year ive been cryin'
all day 'n night at your complete inability to coherently ping ferkin pong, communicate... with one of your original tribe and you even liked to hear i was so secretly in love i had to leave the ferkin cuntrty...
'case i saw you again....
so its not that i just don't know but i'm on me bike..."
now if inadvertently half the prior year you have been making the ultimate princess one "your long ,messages god you make me laugh" which is more impossible than filling one poor little lost 'n lonely quark with all the dark matter, cloggin up her universe....
thats just not what you ever wanted and never ever could... even if
(well The Wuss she started it, later, as she had muscles for luggin hay bales clearly she did all day and night between lugging her nippers around the bouncy castle i saw that one day the day of dead bambi and my bicycle and she alone brought me back to real life......thats a point it should be doubled, the BBC went far too far https://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/m002nl2m [ use a thingummy countrty hider whatdyercallem i should know i useD one often enough only for one reason but why not necessary now? weird.. ohh yes vpn... theres always a way] even for me to go and get a cheap Orangeman laugh out of Bambi's mum being shot...god this cuntry is cynical* there are some shots you never take some lines you never cross even for a good laugh ...ever )
and obviously ther's another equation and i have OUP backing here and as a pure troubador ramblin landlopin usually i have no preconceptions in fact in this fetid murderous aisle only plan to hit n run... oops cant write that thats a word picture for a cuppa at The Black Swan and rationally politick:" you got off at the wrong stop... wanna come..."
and not even a second ponderin' where i go
anyway the cheeky Sublime is never ever pindownable unlike the shamaiac nonsense that wants to know what may be...
or what the recipe is for the best cauldron manufacture
right no more tangents just for fun so yes Griselda senior OUP very wisewoman 2012... before one was ready...
" i could pinch the first editions from my office if i wanted but no i dont get freebies for her, Potter nor that other Hobbit nonsense.... thireteen she needs to know, already does as 'twas all avoided, and away from it she was educated, by me....
real life is far more interesting than fantasy..."
anyway only a week back did i hear at last one other explanation.... for the Sourcery..i had absolutely no idea i mean any grown up avoided this bigged up computer game or whatever it was..twas bad enough that a fairly ok song was ruined by all the Gollum bullshit ...
the only use he was to anyone if it was indeed a 'he' was the "preshusss" scene which is clearly actually about this whole region.... never known such...." mine all mine.." erry of nothing much but a load of polluted streams so says the expert to me in person a 40ish year old fabubabe ...
yes
"ohh that exmplains it...i knew there was something weird.....i mean a few months ago i wrote to my very brief once sister in law, famous movie bird she was 'aprt of the family' for at leastn a few years... " god luv i never gave you a second thought that way... but seeing you in Chuck i cried you looked so utterly sexily gorgeous with your silver grey .... i didnt recognise you! please could you ponder being pinup for keep the rivers hairdyefree ...or just i dont know you called yourself a writer well maybe write something about it making you newly free...[word/effect but sexu gorgeous was inclus..]"
clearly it was sprayed on
And she is polluted as they all are by Muppet cash... quickest blocking ive ever had
not one of them ever ever in a whole ferkin Universe of Morderers could ever be trusted to know whom they are for one second
anyway
right laughs now if i can make the ultimate laugh well i know i can make anyone even if its never for any smallest second intent
but t'would be even more impossible to make that stoney faced one, just.....smile
and at last I'm ready....
real title never ever pay into any 'local' economy, the movie...one day soon and staged as i wouldnt want to park here for that long its not dangerous due crumblin verges but....
the allegations....
i love that word it needs at least an opera....
* and not just cynical your BBC journos should be Bambi's-mummed for allowing that absurd little pixie Pinker on over the years with his "scientifically speaking all is better trhan ever ..smiley smiley" and petard the rediculous thing in fact i bet you could plot a chart of Anmericans allowed in to BBC and other changing rooms in our nort very venerable institutions against the time given to child murderers of childs on the wireless.... about the time of Bulger when Pinker is dreaming up his virtue signalling obvious tosh not very many here maybe a few hundred in paid academe or HMG roles.... Jamie is news headlines for a whole month or two.... twenty odd years later and half of YAnkee so called acaedeme come here and EVEN preach on our BBC about parenting from a child psych point of view.... [i have the tapes so many and proof even half their senators cant use english any more and thats the Klansmen ones] .... so yes maybe at least ten times more yanks in public facin' academe and highup child education, immo'd ere...and on thursday a little boy murders a nine year oldf little girl...and it only gets one slot once on one evening news and not even topslot...infact not even a tenth of poor JAnmies big gig in the sky a hundredth so that means there must be a hundred times more which is probably right if you include all the worthy Mennonites and 'happy clappy' 'evabgelical' religions that Utterly invaded The MArches after Brex....
why did i ask? it waws much better when we jointly sat muttering seditious things.... and she just without saying anything or even noticing, accepted it's MY socket!
...as i reckon the real pukka sublime has to have an 'edge'
be proper wobblin' on that Tightrope
one false word and you're in holographic purgatory
And the moment i tried to believe in any happy endings near ten years ago of course i burst the bubble
So the shamaniacs would say even if i need instruction on when "lean in" means play VERY hard to get or not...
All Greek in fact to me in fact ancient Greek is easier than Narnian, or any metaphysicalishgiberish
because i know the deal: we can't KNOW the 'deal'
Anyway i better not have told her a Misstruth cos i said i was going to write just one para onnit and be damned!
anyway right i know the hologram says ....
well it doesn't say ANYthing as it's stupid and expects US to trick it and outManoevre...
even if The Sublime is based on not ever knowing anything is so awful don't do it, go there or talk to her...
(she also confirmed " to me it means 'amazing'...")
But whttheferksit ...for?! not allowed to know except ... there is SOMEthing...
And if only poor Private school oppressed Dicky DAwkins had thunk beore opening gob as i know it did more harm than philosophiocal good to modernity which we used to have as nobody EVER spoke of religion or even 'spiritual' nouveau age come lately even if them bloody chatterboxes to the dead started it 150 years back.. i reckon the dead if they come back as anything only come back as perfect archetypal 5 second rather sublime smiley glimpse as mine did 20 plus years ago..(admitted ion one of recent audio pondcasts) : but i do NOT know why...
ohh yes back to the second talk at The Queen of criers and for once bang on pukka honest self advertorialing what a dryer! even if i only ever use one once a year as in fact clothes dry just fine on you in about ten minutes in fact ....
without dying of even minor hypothermia as they all moan...
yes ... that beauty... even if only skin deep. And anyway beauty is only when you have enough lifelines to prove you have survived your own anguish you caused quite alone ... and can still smile a bit
But it was the....dot dot dot....
Not one of this under 40 lot
could ever actually understand: ehh there are patterns, generally... among the many pretty lonely isolated peeps i have worked for in the past ... who gave up in fact the glorious battle to just have a human to pet or be grumpy at or even if you must get revenge upon, rather tan a dog who can't talk back...
anyway ehhh yes its that " maybe it was..."
"nope luv i shall stop you there with the generalisation that your whole tragically used and abused by shit bluehairs generation has uneducated you with..... and you can't even read my body language despite your fancy frasin...EVERY SINGLE LIE AND DECEPTION i have have adored.... they make us who we are now and Im a ;lot bouncier than you ..!
of course one can only use the first phrase of the above as they assume hurt...
and dont want to know any useful 'generalisation' about how to survive... them
right generally speaking i hate all my material as t=its the hundreds of small little sometimes funny seditious clips that actually tell the 'story' over 3 years and many i havent yet been able to upload as sorting them takes far far longer than the bigjobs which i hate as polemic doesnt work as any fool knows...
all i do know my hologram has a bit more 'reach' than someone elses.... and i want to swap because i dont need one of your mean little clicks on me ....
but theres someone else who quite obviously does or did.... to fill a certain
gap
but i give up all... no point having actually had one word with one person in the whole SW one thing is for sure their holograms are all stuck on loop a bit like a goldfish maybe speaking of probably theyre Buddhist too "ohhmmm ohmmm " the answer to it all, if your stuck in a LOndon fishbowl sure...its nasty out there outdoors without protective clothing and headarmour just to saw a log
(many videos to come)
in fact lots and ;lots of all sorts as i do occasionally admit "its a bloody Turner i want even if most paintings should be boiled down and used to cook my tofu.... they wouldnt give it to a bloke anyway and only give them for truly being so wuwu or faux-vulnerable your presence overwhelms the senses of the judges so they can't see, NOTHING....
or hear it either
(i sat through ALL the Podger at Hellstone, in person, i get NO info off the internet it doesnt even know why Laura the smileyrider may be happy or unhappy her living may just end, as i know her like no man has, but one thing i know for certain i couldnt know what will turn out best for her...and her lass who was never going to exist late 2019
for SURE!
(OMG i can't come back here ive become volunteer teller of the story and guide.... nope the end.... back to the beginning or at least backwards filling in bits, of nothing.... but i do know how to be Turnerworthy if it could go in in disguise.. i don't ever wate MY time reading or watching some so called guru for gods sake i had the greatest ever extant old man Ralph and upon at last standing at his grave under a tree in a woodland cemetery - due the junky Countess of ChesterDi giving me a lift late 2018 ... it was all overgrown and Utterly unloved.... i know what the future is!".....all either audiologged or filmicly unblogged .... and i ruin it deliberately by feeding in teasy bits ourt of sequence so there's no real surprise.....all that matters is to be the Reggie Perrin of the word dolloping it all out as he once did in his empire of Grot...guaranteed to FAIL )
... as if to prove always even if theres no point 'sharing' anything...
be a bit creative or poetical or let the 'sublime' dance on your fingernails
BUT THEN MOVE... for a bit
i prefer the moving bit
adore the slight reorganise of just a few folders of paper and this weeks few clean clothes
Whilst plotting how can I meet Alvin again....?
tough im a coward and anyway they are ALL so (as she said in the dusky dark of her sanctuary) "brainwashed..."
But what does that mean, as i said to the most bright eyed teacher " precious.." but its only perfromative and all i want to be is away from British dogs forever as to sit and stare (he even quoted the DAvies even if not technically Greek but Corfuan) I cannot sit and stare at the British doggists as my my i would from 2021ish and to see how they all without fail perform dog, nowadays...putting their neuroses even up at Odffa's path into their dogs...
performative dogging
(that one just now the way she MUST control even her hairy non-status mutts with the special snacks and so special smile probably the only crits that'll smile at her today as all their smiling is for their beasts which couldnt ever have a human thought even if they too won the supreme...
[ ok just in case " my dads a liar we did NOT win the supreme cup...." its a way of ice breaking with every doggist " ehh theres something even harder to win than crufts especially if you have over regulation hair and drive a hippyvan as we did and always parked it aside the ring ...and lass had a braid.... as there is nothing in all the firmanents more prejudiced than a Northerner who is a judge in a ferrit show,.... but that one summer of 09 when lass was at the Supremes ... the MAIN showday technically a nonsuprme show but Chatsworth 'ouse eckerslike and every ferrit in the land is lined up in the pageant.... and the ultra most fascist judge ever who over three year'n never deigned to acknowledge we exist..gave er best nipper in show..... and then waddled over in is regulation short back n sides and moleskin jockstrap....and gave her the champion cup..... thats a DOUBLE in the hardest place ever extant ..ok the champion of champs amalgamating all showwinners the next day technically i think we werre third but ehh up a double.... at the largest show in the PRESENT of the year thats as good as an actual Supreme Miss Fuzzy Universe cup... and the sharp intakes of breath by all the Northern lassies surroundin' me when Judge Richard waddled over to lass lookin' likke meanest dogeatin' ferret ever born........ were louder than at the mere Supreme cup next day...."]
ehh where was i.... yes the total performative preciousness and the more doggy you appear the more precious and sweet you will be thought to be especially if it has on a rediculous pink fleece...
And no matter how one tries to suggest that male dog owners from Trumpointon wre merely following Missus Tea PArty sarah...
who really DID have a graphic showing dynamite explosions over her political 'rivals'' houses well before the Big Orange went and won their Crufts by a whisker as THE RELIGIOUS BIGOTS were bought off...
nope no point and only a ...
(ohh yes back to the poetry evening what on earth were they performing except performative " i have an illness" all night....she looked fit enough to me...ehh a "conspiracy of fools" i should have been manly enough to chirp in " a business of ferrits would sort you all out for gods sake im off and can i have my 1p 'donation' back too please..")
Anyway nothing interests me except the need for back aromour especially now every huntsperson is going to be looking for some 'sab' to stab in the back and assume non short back and sides is the definate article
(later ....why ....you should clap ...not from me... from a hillwoman i knew would be pro .... until she told me why not)
So the only wisdom comes from the non teapotty that long ago i knew....
and never mind him the ,an with siuch lovely doey eyes telling me what the greek phrase meant i had in my notepad over a decade i could even hear it when he said it and i dont know much Greek
other than " as you know were all racist cunts i tell the story of how 15 years ago as The Guardian or somesuch rated it as about third best film ever i snubbed it..' no way the spoicko Greeks could come up with something modern and philosophical... ' until one long night nothing to occupy myself with and no electricity except just enough to watch on youtube purely out of exasperation..... possibly the greatest movie ever i knew within five mind never mind best sex scene ever fully clothed as she marches up the street but we wont talk about what happened next i still see her now in my minds eye .....just fabulous! my perfect woman....
.... ff today ....eureka
so its quite an easy word really even to a non linguist even if some groovy foreign wordist like me
he told me with his eyes....
(later theres all of the rest of life to fill in the audios interviews and far more important pictures..)
all is nothing (except in a more nuanced version)
teapot.... mister Teapot..the Teapotists taking after Sarah's tea party...
that DID start it all even if every woman extant wants to blame us blokes....
sorry you can't have your cake and eat it...
and then just for fun
"Tipota" (τίποτα) is a common Greek word meaning "nothing
.... which is said as he said very very like teapot in his native language even if like most immos he has far better English than any native born.......
(his eyes him of the beautiful dark but so gentle eyes)
In a ten year quest for ehhh..... autheticity, in a skirt
or something like that...
the proof's in the pudding theyre all addicted to
The only one whom, followed through the wonderful unpretentious but two minds attempting to ponder reality, without EVER claiming ANY knowings or learnings..just for fun
is a Greek bearing gifts...
I had even forgotten i asked him to follow up
thisterdawn
BINGO I WOZ RIGHT!
(" almost a sublime i was sat at the Polish junky's computer in Presteigne in summer 2020 cos nobody else cared he was killing himself and being aggressive around and about and joining in with the Presteigne habits of loadsa drugs and moronic Corona beers... and his stupid girlfriendf despite being a very paid lanyardist 'carer' didnt care to even try and help him get his cv in order and get a job.... but silly me i only popped in under great duress of why bother cos his dad was from the same Polish dump Zamosc as my lass's grands .... so i felt a stupid loayalty..... and between his stupid rap musac and piles of drugs theres his computer open at this page
wzniosły: (adj) Lofty, elevated, sublime
and as he is boring me to death with excuses for not giving up the spliff that gateways to harder spliff 'n booze blahh blahh...and saying how lovely his girlfriendf is [once my friend out of deperation] despite her inate spasticity not even helping him get work so he could afford to rent and not be imminently on the streets the next week.... i ponder "what the ferk is THIS... wow....
and diving deeper discover the etymology of THEIR version is yes goodness aim for the Estellas and you may end up in the gutter other side of the road crawlin' at her feet... fuck this isnt the awful British version of 'cower in pathetic servitude ' at a Turner painting or whatever.... even god... this is what you WANT it to be!!!..."
"wow.... oh yes you child even if you dress like rambo meets Withnail.... i told you ten times how to get the govermnment scheme thats great self employed assistance and you can have an artisan business as you say youtoo wish....well if you wont listen i told hertoo... i hate the governemnt but this scheme is the one great thing they do.... "
and it now seems that the pathetic little bastardisers of language, them limeys .... are in the minority
But will the ex Cheltenham ladies listen...? over the last three years of gentle hinting ... one to one... that 'we' use a rather Eastenders version a bit too self harmy....
of course not
Because thats who they are...Cathy, one and all....
time to jump over the Cliff.... as they prob thank you're himtoo
even when you nicely explain using the words of women scientists! ..why all their Heaths are dead and should be darkly awed and psychodramatic....
and are far too polite to say youtoo
(my real Queen of the Bigjob...she says " i agree, political correctness ruined it all ....maybe even more than all our paedo priests... ")
and what is 'evil' a silly wrongthink word so just shortcut for the damage done by smug ignorance.
Him - the 'good bloke' of Knighton sat there that night three years ago and told his superb young daughter who would help me fixing the Payman money laundrette.. " your mums bonkersness is in her genes.."
so all that matters is in fact the 'public understanding of science' as it does indeed define lanyardist fascism-lite - ask a victim of some mad social worker quoting a dodgy 'psychologist report' at her (i would have on my desk and know just what your 'safeguarding' files say - madness), what fascism is, and the lanyardists do have as the beautiful elderly Nestpisser agrees all the power..
(oops errata i have too much to deal with, the ;pain was indeed pukka stonepaint)
.... so when you have a so called father - the trendy version of the De Bottainite smug arrogant southerner, this particular so called dad an edgy more Northerner version, so so chummy and 'good egg' and device laden, and latest computer games, in his mad boozy community tells his lass what 'inhertited' means.. its a sentence
thats more evil than even the way the church wastes cassock material
in that even the BBC allowed someone who could think a bit for themselves the magnificent Richard Bentall typo TRY and refigure it all... although its amazing the CIA havent done him in yet as ifr you actually know America they cannot conceive of a pillfree life ...probably cant even conceive wkithout them nowadays...
anyway in here and please watch if you have 'mental health' problems as this will drive you over the edge the so lovely chubby ex accademic and his hallucanations... it could be you next... scary stuff..
Biut the brown doctor Singh if my memory serves when put under the spotlight " well its maybe 10% hereditable.." which means and any half decent journalist or filmmaker would scream at him " so what you mean is it ISNT hereditable maybe one hallucination out iof ten may be but the rest are mum n dad fuck you up. plus fosterparents and miscellaneous lanyards...and of course the terrible tv the scum of soho started to peddle from the 80s.... so shut the fuck up about jeans and for gods sake tell all the yanks who can never believe its not in the so called chemicals.... "
anyway its as if all came to their excuse to DO nothing, End Times in one hilarious hour yestereve dozing off too good to miss so all attentive
What's the bigger threat to Europe: "cultural erasure", or far-right populism?
Michael Buerk chairs a live debate examining the moral issues behind one of the week's news stories. With Giles Fraser, Inaya Folarin-Iman, Anne McElvoy and Matthew
where the funniest thing is not SAint Tommy de Gunn.... but that these dreadful so called jpoournalists cannot say " you fuck off back to Ameroca with the rtest of the INVASION that has squirrelled into UK academe and media (radio 4 at least 30% nowadays) with your ... the fact they let it go unnoticed psychological traits such as being aware of issues is "HEREDITABLE"...
is straight out of the land that gave the world The Bell Curve
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Bell_Curve which was pretty immediately by sane people who could read dismissed as racist nutjobbery and just plain ignorant as science doesnt work like they 'learned' which is a deliberately obtuse sentence for... its very complex and a HUGE amount of anything human is based on the subconscious or meme and if that lass heard her dad she will go through life thinking even if she doesnt know "maybe i have her gene too.."
but all of 'this'... (i have a solution! i aint saying yet) ...
well firstly even i was a bit surprised to hear the usual fast talkin' smug Cheltenham babe say "its 69 and a bit million.."
its like the day Evan De Botton DAvis announces on wireless four " well i thought it would have been many more percent thats a surprise [i think he said ' it felt nearer maybe 10% to me'... one mustnt Miss Quote thats the work of the devil]... according to the census same sex attracted only two and a halfish percent..."
i had assumed the way St Tommy de BNP is having his Christmas carol bonanza that it was 75 million.... buy now...
a funtypo
but no look up the data and this quarter of a century its gone up 10 and a half million... ok 15ish percent but 59 to 69 mil its not exactly a tsunami... and the splendid former sov immos many who had began to fake religious mores, to think they are 'fitting in' ... do like to breed a tad above average
But the rhnetoric its not enough to say " get it into proportion"
it shows (i listen) the absolute mental disability of EVERY public speaker even Jezza the real one who came aty last and they tarred his brush with false accusations....
And the context my one beloved kid no matter wot only exists due immigration (even if the mum a liar who welshed on the deal " we leave as soon as the milk is flowing get her out to safety"... ) i love (d i guess) a very immo... my most impressive equal magnifiocent conversants all former sov immos the last ten years.... )
but anyone who has half a brain and some of their innate intelligence knows immigration is OVER.... for quite while... no voter bloc is going to back it as it has been the last decade... thats it fait accompli is a wonderful thing...
to be free of any choice or need to bullshit one way ort other...
but then just thistyermorn
i write this as i have to listen to the worst musician in history SAint Billy De Bragg the fuck off and learn some retoric
where it is accepted 100% that within a year or so there is 100% facial recognition total surveillance of all EU borders...like it or as i do loathe it...it is TRUE
and thus no matter what your politics or immo feelings.. or mad attraction to Isis nutjobs or whatever to do with Islam ..... its OVER!
That's it,,,, it will take a little time to really get those cameras fully revved up
of course gradually the database will build and some EU states will copy the delightful British habit of filming everyone on their shopping trips... under some guise of safeguarding something...
Thats it 100% big brotherly sister or whatever ..
and to assume that Africa aint so thick that theyll figure fairly soon enough all those cameras.... all the way up Europe too now...
maybe not such a good idea to waste thousands of bucks on the almost always economic holiday to hell
that no politician, nor pundit, can merely say " the democratically vociferous majority clearly have had enough so thats that... "
means they must surely ALL want Mister Union Flag Coloured tea pot...
or have i got Asperger's like they all claimed a decade or so ago too and cant see the subtle but real and DeBotty clever, social structures around me
(even the woman in the posh second hand shop and i were chuckling yesterlunchtime " whos that on your wireless? ugghhh... its almost as awful as Kylie is number one god almighty youre gonna have Nigel for PM in a few years or earlier...as the religious bigots like Tim Stanley top establishment Torygraphite....have come out for him.... Tommy as proxy Arch Bishop....and Kylie i even heard the old bag on the wireless this mornin juicin up like she's some little girlie saving the world .... if only they had kept her out in the first place..." as if to prove a shared oppression can even break through the poshest togs extant...)
If Mister Cleese and co had sat around in the 70s and soemone had come up witha sketch idea about how one day Nick Griffin, former arch bishop of the Nutzi Front would be on wireless four (lastereve on the Moral one) and someone suggesting he is the second comming John The Baptist they would have sacked him " bugger off youver gone really too absurdist now.. off you bugger back to your Fawlty Towers and make friends with sexy Sybill as only a jolly good real nagging at full volume is sexy as long as you dont take it as a PERSONAL shot to the heart...."
But what an end to the ten years which began with a wandering out to the rip off co-op to in fact get a great haul of orange labels...
and the first new era new encounter a huntswoman with her leg in a cast... who couldnt run away...
just like the little foxes when Mrs Robinson is bearing down on them in her Withnail subsidised super sexy Cruella garb....
Funny thing is i was thinking about that as i awoke...
" remember lasterrerion, that lot ... they just ruin everything and the way they would come through my old Woodlanders pad all the peasants moulding away they really made a point..... with their poncey cravattes and hip flasks.... never forget the only way some old git can get to spend the afternoon with young totty and compulsory tots of hipflasks involved.... is the only reason it actually continued..."
i think it could get interesting now....
..... the price of big nags is going to plummet off the cliff
its almost worth bothering to live on to see if theyll put their money where their whips are cracking as i write...
- even if that took half an hr: goodquality camera audio phone (not usable anything else even impossible to edit audio inapp due screen limitations - only bottom 1/3 works, this is an act that isn't an act of multitaskin genius) .. transfer to laptop the truly shit one that i got into fixing place via courrier on last day of warranty so she served my purpose, she thinks i served hers welcome to MY world a whole wonderful rich one... there only is ONE
and one purpose
as we sat huddled conspiring she even agreed on " well some say that there was a Miss Translation of the original effnic indigenous [ i see 'ancestral' is the latest smart-Rupert buzz word for con dog foods that are full of badstuff its labelled 'ancestral now in fact its amazing when the Rupert who invented Dry Robes to save the world when evil radio 4 gave him his selfMessianic slot he didnt claim 'not only am i recycling all the unloved plastic that wasnt preloved but i'm so fluffy-Ruperting all over the planet as my stupid Cheltenham girlfwend says my sincerity turns her on when the drugs no longer work, and allowing you to be all ancestral in midwinter pretending you have a bear skin .. not mentioning that dead bair hair is organic so thats ook to go down rural crasins but DryRobes shedding all the badly welded together plastic, as they do....will probably have killed off even the Alaskan bears by now or soon "as sure as ferrits just are"...god'] version and 'god' was a MissPrint as it can easily be mistaken with 'word' in ancient Hebrew or summit like that
I hope she - whom matters as we dont, is on Youtube as i speak
But i had to edit a whole chunk out which hurts as both her and i believe in if theres some goodness in it all speech should be shared...
but chalices and grindstones paired up could leave her with something of a real wound in her side not the mythological self pitying emotional blackmail fairy tale..
i know she doesnt believe in either
i have to protect her from by for now....censored!
almost first time ever
eye to eye causes truest loyalty especially as what her eyes say is a better version than ruins it all now....she believes in.
but her and i... went too far, for you mere likely tell tales....... we went all the way all.... all the things your not allowed to disciuss.....all.
she isn't just, as i said as we huddled - i cannot even hint who! "as beautiful as Boudica...." she is!
And needs to be even more mytholigised for her true WARRIORSHIP unlike the poor one stuck on a rotting one
Because Eckheart told her what to look and "listen" for.... a fantasy.
I mean this one i would go gay for if i were an older women ...
indeed if you want to destroy AI scraping all that fantasy the whole world should tweet instantaneously for it to scrape so much seeming insanity thats reality be my guest: the opposite of wan, is her... no pained lines no paleface, not even battle scars, pure serious but serene and Monty Pythonish one face...(i have on record the other day the Romanian for 'two faced' from one of them sat begging here.. i think she got the message and left) one fine real face that doesnt need to peer at itself in the broken mirror to check if any shard of truth is peeking out from under the posh makeup... and needs powderin' over
she is ....dynamite the pure real form that mere fancy pants failed to buy in for his Westminster so called plot
she.....could..... if she will....
and i know she wants to....
Biut my emotional blackmail was frankly at such new heights it needs to be saved for chapter 50 ...which will take at least ten years
or maybe buried beside her the one poor MissFired
who started the whole damn thing
cos of superb real culture and im sure there was a gay ferrit in it somewhere too in proportion with proportionality
i do hope my inadvertant sermons get to where they were intended...
unintentionally
as her buddy sat almost open mouthed at...
the purest Machiavelli....and she knows im on her themtheir[f] side.... thats plural ..babes... and what a crusade actually means...
Or listening... the way that she kept acting as if to pull away to Waitrose but lingered.... and spoke, too....
ugghhhhh.... that's desire...
Anyway i have to edit one audio as if i meet a true truthtalker who for a second time sits with me....comes to sit by me.... (using her spare socket i should have pulled out their cashregister one too as i have a spare old laptop good for nowt but a powerbank....sher wouldn't have minded... unlike the cafe owner hear the rudest i have ever heard as " i was looking for you what you told me YOUR truths were so thrilling and now please tell me more of what is YOUR life behind your pure fabulous so so alive real gorgeous sedition or some may even say 'narniac in the woodpile'.... or even Judy...
to your boss'es big sky fairy book
"as i said...men wrote it in fact nowadays the translators are only men.."
Now i couldnt for a second dream of even slightly identifying the second greatest Nestbeschmutzer
I have ever met (Jesus would piss in his own nappy if he was being fed evil formula rather than organic titjuice ... if he was a propper son of some wonky god! as ONLY pissing in your own nest/nappy to constructively critique is godly in my book... i have decided it must now be unredacted and done propper but thats irrelevent cos...)
As i always tell ALLcomers immediately twice today, the first the only reason i am in this Peninsula or poshbirds awful painters and junkies... " the first sentence was pure nestpissy 'and before you bark on about us UK should be in the HAgue [ i think latest anti-SAS childkiller lawfare confirms, one of dozens of such slurrs im sure theyll wiggle out of as they have better PR agents than poor Slobbo could afford ] before us, poor picked on Serbs..' .was the moment i decided i will get her Mary Widdoned ..whatever it took.... but protect her with my own real shotgun, if any past-ies wriggled out of the feyboy woodwork as they never helped her fix her rotten hull......... never mind i may have had to use it to trick her there with it, as she smileyemojiid at when i used that term..... cos i only ever would use grapeseed in mine... and in fact gave back my shotgun when about 14 having grown up..."
Why the 'artists' can't ever do real art about the real 'landscape' that's entirely ruined by river or brook, espesh downstream of the yuppie hilltop yurts or sheds, as it's themTOO (part of a twofer)
by the most fabulous friendly NB ever in UK ... her so so "god you're a real rebbel under yer cassok..." TRUEST beauty i just wish women knew that when you let go ALL the way even n ear 80 you are so much more thrillingly beautiful than any mere Jenny come lattely who tries to be just so so ...what nobody is...
spesh here
She my ...i could ask her for 'sanctuary' and i know she would...
beyond 'inspiration' - pure solidarity is so perfect espoecially when i know she will do what she was told: "write your story..... that'll put a rocket uppem"
TO BE FURTHER EDITED LATER
THIS COSTS ME MONEY THE PUBS ARE (FARMER BORN HERE TODAY CONFIRMS " ferk i took the missus out for a gand t and me a pint down in town last week fourteen pounds 70 p...never again.." and he had a VERY posh new quad and is looking for new nongibber customers for me AND ...is armed ....
with not just a shotgun..
so the pubs are too expensive to even go and have a charging-lemonade...and she put me in such a happy mood that i went for such a long walk no time to church-charge....so i have to run the motor and....
i love it my readers are so mean...
she will take revenge on you ....to be cont innabit
ohh yes Coop being stopped doing two-fer-one the only things you could afford... thats Starmerstan for you rarther than tell em no fat injections as thatll kill the fishies even more when you piss it out...
new law THREE for one...
(i have to or did)
and if you cant burn off the energy using your head as it takes at least 40% of joules created...
go and...
yes FOUR beauts all who think for themselves.... it really is a mirracle!
so if i die of happiness i know she will get me a free plot...
and if my plot that's working through her, worked...
i crop you can turn it the right way around on your dreadful littler death 'devices'
quite unplanned at last it was indeed the kairos....
so not only do we have a very welcome loving guide " i pained the letters a few years ago myself...as i do every few years with not the official stonepaint the conservationists..."
" here let me help you i just call them lanyardists.."
" require...
" but here is the real story... he was aiming for him....but got her by accident..."
i wonder if that's on your dreadful internet....I trust her... as she has told me so intelligently ALL the inside gen....
But that's the only bit that really mattered.... i bet your internet even has her as 'victim' wjhen....she sadly had to be
ahh yes its time..
all i know is is shed a tear ....
.....for the greatest tv adaptation ever ...
even if apparently not a terribly well written book.
Anyway while you're assuming I am always at unintended work... even if its necessary to be undercover and i trust her so much from our earlier talk over her 'alms' i blew mine " i think the story of how you were sidelined and even made to wear the as you so funnily state, smelly blokes cassock.... YOU should write your memoir..... as you say a babe Chief Pointy hat Im not only in favour of ...i was jabbin' my gibberin friend to stand she's funny i can say ANYthing to her a finest bulletproof one........is gonna get some feathers all a flutterin...bit of a rcochet a-commin'..... your schism, PR manage it before it's started thats the key.... you can count on me..... as long as you keep it on the qt
cos every time we blokes turn on that wireless for years latest kiddyfiddlin bloke letting us down.... we're embarassed.... especially as half of the victims will be making it up for alms, but thats another story and impossible to dismember...as the liars just got so so well versed.... anyway SOMEones gotta put a stop to this and only a superwoman can....and now i know three of you"
Now (video to come about the REAL baddies guilty of hatecrime)
As she is a nonflouncy Northerner she wouldnt mind
the truth
And i know i made her whole week:
" as an observer of the human condition as i have shared and you know and believe i am a one woman man if i have ever been with someone i remain committed through high water and hell and infact have never even thought of another woman .... if i was with someone and saw you from 100m away as i always can see its you even back turned i wouldnt think ohh for one night with THEM!...... legs yours are unique..real been a few miles round the block before breakfast and the bow is ....to be plucked as theres something in you thats the only sexy one in the whole town of flounces..... "
actual verbatim in fact the written version as we stood on the streetcorner of top flouncin'
she laughed and grabbed my poshcoat arm i had so thrilled her she could hardly stand up...
as i say only truly nice content here
one day that photoshoot will be uptoo
and agreed (i told her a small part of the story about showing off to camera only for one two years ago on Loe BAr and how the price of love was twisting my knee so badly.... i was in great pain at least a month thinking thats it but.... powering on through the pain she..a few years older than i.... agreed even her doc had said so apparently well he isnt one of their 'holistic' ones..".. no pain LASS no gain even old and bowlegged..."
BUt i dont lie in supermodel City, Ken-High_st-on--whatever their polluted little river is shes THE only sexiest one of all and she wears manmade fibre tank tops...
and she knows i dont lie as we have history...
of a few nice shorter walks n chats...
("well if he kicks you out... I'll take sloppy seconds.."
but the funny thing is the first time our eyes did meet i knew she was just a tad on the prowl...
I wouldn't look at a woman that way if i were married or even in requited love with one....
in fcat i wouldn t even look not because i dont trust myself but cos theres only one woman whom one would want to look art is she were....
(hmmm...whats the word?)
All i know that all this fake 'giving' - i made the lady at the checkout so so extatically happy when just before my personal quip she was ddefinition of dont even look at ,me!
This one here ... i know no stranger has ever complimented her, truthfully, so...
And then there's colourful hat.... she was told ALL the local story - as if to prove you can never write the version that had her eyes out on stalks ...
and she better do what she said she would...
i trust her though
as i know she hasnt much meaning even in her supposedly perfect twee getaway, life
right so so so much to do none io wish to do it merely keeps ,me..alive..in all thios nobody ever does anything except do their hair up just to go shopping in a dump in the middle of a totally fantasy peninsula of ex lanyardists or even worse..
their hearse!
doin' the tad-risky-to-DO... makes you live longer
To Sir With Love didnt get to that chapter of the story..
even if genius (she said it is banned! yes,..... see the woke are secret racists too..)
Miss Construed (as per the mad godsquad woman in the library 10 days ago)
The Nerdunan principal (especially if she were MY head teacher!) i.e. not a typo i know how to spell though didnt 15 years ago until i let go ALL the way...
of you need to chat an hour at least before reality bytes and you laugh at it
so yes the bible of youtube is a skit about what i care about:
8 years ago having met the most wonderful women plural ever extant...
sadly created in a patriarchal sexist pig society them Spans, even by a babe director is a lie: because there were youtube films obviously not fake of how the Bolivian BABES started their most successful commie-lite communitarian 'revolution' ever and the babes bravely gave their lives as they stood up to the goons of yankee capitalist water companies which had started to tax the rain upon their own parched tin roofs in a very arid region and several hundred had been murdered by said goons during ACTUAL 'activism' rather than ever writer writer and even filmmaker on tghe BBC has virtue signalled theytoo....are one...liars one and all.....which then in Bolivia drove the rest of society the blokes to get footstampy too....
and win, and S Americas most beloved actually 'indigenous' leader arose...
the first darkie overlord in that whole continent ever, and so desrvent of Lordship even if he went just a tad cult-of-him later on he did far more good than bad everyone says...
there, then, not in yankee media now
but was only there due several hundred REAL women who ... went ALL the way
all the way....
but all the modern hashtagging and yankee wish to supress the real truth by nuanced chummy means ...even wikipedia does not .....relate
the REAL "warriors" of then...
and.... nowadays if i look up or try to point the occasional real woman in training to that truth its impossible to find the then 2017 prominent films of the truth of those only great women i have had the privilege of meeting...
so much false cheesy tourist version of 'cholitas' or just 'revolution' has hashatg bullied its way in front - so many its impossible to find those 2017 media reports
even if...
Anyway back to the endless quest ehhh..... forget it no hope
Nobody even the simply perfect teacher with all of history in her eyes.... probably cannot get it, the archaeologist in her dungarees...
so bright eyed happy...
as she alone immediately expressed REALITY
even if sad "all fucked" profanity
it takes so much energy
to spin even a natural fabric tie dyed handmade sheeps wool
gusset or even hanky....
far far better for you to let the fluids out....
all the way always
nothing but man
made to catch them or even recycle
into something, fun
there is no half way.....
Their Jesus of course despite being hunky enough if he even existed to get the yummy whores on side
as 'cultural critic' a fine so called religion
but go and add in any 'reward'
thats a great Miss Apprehension.
should be against the Geneva Convention
that sadly even drowned out The Mong's once great human dimension
moral of the story ANYone under 50... simply cannot even remeber what they said
just yesterday mornin...
but only our age can maybe just hint thats the first step to their ever professed newer age
...that makes me get almost weepy its so beautiful.
oops not you i bet nobodys even noticed that lovely little stone monument to all the dead ones because of THEM....
so yes in a land where even Don Mccullin turned into a dreadful miserable old cynic on his BBC slots the last decade " well my fotos never made one JOT of difference to anythin man nor dog.." sorry thats dog-think as theyre thick and not human they dont have the human 'sublime; innem (that part 3 got to yesteraft so beautifully sorry an 8 hr listen ok you could just do part 3 i guess if busy wasting planetary resources on killin' the hedgehogs buy all those shopping trips in yourr big fat suv yes i mean talk about 'coommunity' values youre meandering from overnight bestatch to daybreak atch along a narrow sideroad thistermorn - dont want to be seen in main stealth nightatch by the Nutzes... and in a small sidestreet with ample parking 100m away a very huge poshboy tank basically the rich coke dealer version of the Humvee is parked in the narrow region where you actually have to mount the pavement to pass him - a pavement thats only 15cm wide between kerb and front doors...lovely 'community' values they have here milord!) . )
anyway may seem nothing to you but for me to plug phone into laptop, now the last few months since the Samsung 'update' actually have to toggle 5 different 'switches' via a very broken camera screen which in and of itself is a true ballet the likes of even the top tangoist in the world couldnt get right it has to be done with such fingering, dexterity that i could toss off even the one real woman who knows what she likes, Grace.... so that takes a few minutes and to find the one of dozens of CArtier Bresson equivalent pix i take every day.... takes more minutes.... and every minute its plugged in the damn laptop is charging the cameraphone it can't be stopped so that drains laptop batt....and then i have to NOT get thrilled at some passing apparition in her ...( nope cant say but thats a fait accompli bridge too far... pivot elsewhere!)
anyway these beautiful pictures the paragraph that should go with them is if the 'dealer' was London or Cornish he would get very nasty " what yer doin thems MY books yer stealing MY copyright!!!" snarly with stabby intonation they all have meaning dyer wanna take it outside... this local born n bred beautiful man loves it my interest in his book.....( i did tell The Daughter but not the whole story ....)
and his eye for hillbabes is fabulous too....
that was yestermorn me just meanderin folorn
so yes wan define
well ANYone who read good books even Houellebecq (i can spell without Ogglin) Johhnniie come lately knew
(yestersame place NO disrespect indeed i would have though a fine bargain sane price for...nothing)
anyone who buys in to anywhere where people know they will find the lotus plant ....ends up very disappointed soon enough as theres not only no such thing but the cookery skills of all them round the campfires especially in HAtesville on Shitcreek...give you indigestion..its ALWAYS been that way always will...as Huxley splendidly allegoried even whatsisface and Lord of The Flies....
and 'holding the space' or just holding on to fantasy...makes you look wan and rather strained as it takes TEN times more energy to maintain the unholy hologram ...than spit at it for mental health fun....
anyway back to
yes oldshchool Jesuses not the fake one they invented as an excuse for dying happily even when theyve DONE nothing
knew ALL that matters is the fish are all dodgy, the loaves all stale I(my main diiet) but the INFORMATION on how to tramp through life as even Christian employers as one so so so often in the past for YEARS dont think you are anything special! ... dont know the meaning of the words in their own fakebook, with minimal expense is ALL that matters....
and in fact EVERY gibber all of them have a very very silver actual 'burning bush' silver lining...
the latest in essence had i not been gibbed which merely is a breaking kif all Testaments in the land ones yea MUST mean yea..or the smallholding style eco-positive smaller landholdings, do not WORK....
as it takes a few to tango just to keep em shipshape... and nature positive
but many of my little snippets are actually treble entendre viscious barbs...
take the above, now all rurral places need cooperation as many times hinted at but its the total inability to even consider anothers STANDARD basic needs that could be 'bartered' for standard: "you scratch my back i will massage yours...[ me i never need one of them as most stress is artificially prostituted upon by the so called theraPISTS, I HAVE NONE its in audio a few days ago on meaning of life still to load]"
such as if at some place doing something for someone " do you need to stick anything on the line while you are here to air.... ? as part of the mutual benefit bank... paupers need to use especially since all of London bought everything in the land with their BAhaman drug dealing or money laundering cash or the modernere equivalenst such as Payman Club empire of pretend vegan cultesses, money laundering op that even bought Knighton... my previous sort of base)
none iof which bothers me - the launderers we saw coming twenty years ago....its the way the other lotus eaters pretend they arent here that just makes me only ever laugh
(my ex accountant lovely Russell i saw a few years ago he had started his own practice " " Horrorfordshire has become known as a place for .....'quiet money'... now the SW is all filled up with it.... " he said quietly to me one day...QM means all those thousands of shell companies in one Clerkenwell garden shed do have owners....even if they hide....
in 'quiet places'...
like here..its nothing to shout about as its just the way it is...
and my my they look so wan as any real rural peep has known for decades... but here is the capitol of wannery....
nowt to do with me
(i only ponder her Bridge of Lurchery or has someone fouled that splendid refreshing drink, too..?)
annywa the kety to mental health even for that sublime bright eyed teacher
at the laundromat
ohh lets have THE greatest poetesses of all time
i never heard that one and i thought i was the true Roaches disciple just proves dont believe no disciple ever!
even if i was looking for "everyone in the laundromat is equal"
here it is!!!!! true genius they wouldnt like in HAtesville on Gwerk ....
and wots this ANOTHER!!!!!
youtube is the only decent bible of REAL useful parable ever
but my laundrette tharapy is even better
as thisll take time to do just ice...to the second
but the first superb smiley and so colourful bobblehat
in Lower Source central....
(thoughbub, "ohh my yet another...bet her tub will be full of colourful dungarees...")
how wrong i was
A SCIENTIST..of Them Moors.... !! paid by them Moors ... i assume someones got a cheque book all the fancy signage around
" soo ehh you'll be knowin then....ALL the watercourses...even up here and higher up there....all fucked.... be it ioncomers who wash their cars too often and think detergent dont trickle down...stream.... or toxic dogpowders that get showered off in the endless rains... whatever ...all fucked.."!
and her eyes lit up: "At last a Jesus who will speak it like it is as soon as i tell him my job everyone else would build their own cross to show off on just to get the best job
in history..."
But then..." as you can think for YOURSELF.... let me pass on two original truths.....first no you have been Misseducated human is NOT hunter-gatherer.... but gatherer-hunter the latter just now and then when there arent any dead mammouths around from natural causes ten times easier to bbq....and thats the second Frogs eat raw mewat and it energuikses you instantly ive eaten my fair share of blue.... fire not siome ionstant supoerfood.ive lived 4 years now rarely cook anything even porridge a;ll winter no heat no cooking quite good enough for my brain thanks....... ohh yes ehh the other one.....cooperation no human is not like thay are all in Gweek or the like endlessly competing... now me n lass bred champ supreme ferrits... but just look at all these absurd status doggies round here forex..... i realised seeing this decadent absurdity edverywhere... just how much COOPERATION would have been req uired over many centuries probably milennia ... ' ehh up we got a slightly bluehaired one in this litter some stoneage Crufts idealogue may have muttered.... ehhup last time i was poachin over other side of ill i saw one jujst like it ... that mad witchy one over there pretendin' herhexin will keep landlopers at bay....lets pop olver to errs and see if we can combine resources.. breed in even more bluehairiness.... and win crufts in ten thousand yerars when they invent it as they havent got rel lives any molre...like ours full of endless COOPERATION...' ..."
"my sir... i am gonna have to put this pair back in the tub ive just gussetted so much down my inside leg wow.... what a great way of actually thinking for yourself about the truth of ius..i never eard before despoite a degree in the history pof who we pretend to be..."
yes but its her EXACT opposite who came along next
where the true story is
and almost as if the hexxing witches punished her for her cheek and sad assumtion
maybe....
soon but she also is twinned with the one to be handwritten from three Christmasses ago...no not the real gift even if she wont unwrap her onion skins such a cowardly custard the other one... just a friend or should have been in a region where only two peeps would walk many a cold day....
