Beth is pushing me too far again. I've tied her up in the bathroom to ensure that she will no longer be a nuisance to me. Darn her and her tush. It is jumping out at me. I am running from it every day all day long. It is a torment. I am feeling that art is love. Her tush is so fiery agressive. What can I do but tie and bind and bite???? It is time to burn her with the candlewax. Not in a sexy way.
BETH YOU ARE DOOMED.
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Beth should be offered the option of tush cropping. Painting her tush a tasteful ultramarine hue may remove some of its fiery provocation. Meditate on your role as tush enabler.
My butler suggested that your problems with Beth and her tush may me metaphoric and deap-seated. Does it have anything to do with locating the anus of the painting? Art is love you know. Are you wearing the appropriate pants today? The wind is telling me 2 inches cropped will do. Maybe more tomorrow.
I am being foibled by blogger. Thank Zogg I am on again. Thank you FB and delightful juicy woodwitch. I like tush so I am sure Beth's tush will get in line at some point. Now I am back to other pleasures. My pants are cropped to right below the knee, it may be a bit too short but I'd rather err on the side of overcropping than under. I am a risk-taker. The anus of the artwork is always the beginning of a beautiful journey. No matter what is what I am saying to you. I am tingling in anticipation!!
The anus is the catalyst. the mouth is the orderly use of spacial modifying of precious chimp noises that were before you. i restate the premise of morning enema. A transition into the mouth.
I love anus.
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