Is lacking, but there is freshness in the center, which is much more important, don't you agree? My ribs are pressing out through my stomach. They are turning into handlebars with red, white and blue tassles. They are decorative, mildly functional, but extremely painful. I need a sling of some kind to maintain support and alignment, which is so key in these later days.
The implantation of neck meteors has resumed, but this is less ominous than it sounds. Accept the baseball-sized, transparent, toy-containing pod into your neck without resistance, is your best hope. It will pass through you in a matter of hours and the residue left behind is merely nostalgia, awareness of the loss of past ghost scenarios, and your mixed-up fragility within them. Tears may well up in your multi eyes, but they will evaporate just as quickly as they came.
I am trying to propel myself to the phase of the morning wherein I wash but it is proving a slow journey this a.m. Thank you for your time and attention to this matter.
Very truly yours,
MM
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My bike used to have handlebars like that. I always wished it was pink instead of red white and blue. Sad.
Freshness in the center, that could be like gum or something, right?
MM, I have no propulsion this morning either. I received plenty of rejuvenating rest last night but am slow to go today. I must gear up to meet an old friend for dining on the cuisine of VietNam, conveniently located in the town of China by the street of Canal. I must make it by 2pm. If I stay this course of inactivity, I will not make it. I am also thinking of venturing to the Chelsea Forest to view the relics on your recommendation. I will report back to you once I have completed my journey.
I love the cuisine of the Vietnam in the area you refer to, Krixfort. Hope your meal is de-lovely.
Oh well. It's ok to be messed up in the head right? As long as the cat gets fed and people think there is functionality. There is a party I am to go to that I have ill will about. I don't want to go. I want to stay home and be me, the bubble of nothing that is happy to be imperfect and dull about the wit-nuts.
McFarland. Tell us more about your cycles. Or else we will not be able to handle your saying of dude so much.
MM, tassled handlebars will be an attractive look, especially with the overalls. Are the tassles long and flowing? They may act as additional antennae to the universe - have you learned how to control them yet? Sloth hopes your neck-meteors pass quietly, leaving a sweet poignancy that makes for a deepness of feeling quality.
MM, didn't I tell you I knew the identity of sloth?
The identity of Sloth is now known and permanent. It is very very good, a decent and upstanding identity. Sloth's wish for MM's deepness of feeling quality and antennae to the universe is much appreciated. It is happening all around my head. It hurts at first, and then turns to a lightweight fire.
MM has ventured to and fro. Last night he was kicking his heels around to the old school tunes. He danced until 4 am, truth be told. He was perky and gave it up for the love of love is a treasure.
Sorry about the dude, dude. Hey Mountain Man, how old are you? I can't seem to figure that out.
Do you ever do Playstation?
I have played that snowboard game on playstation. For about a month I was addicted and became somewhat good at it. That was a few years ago. I am 32 years old. Young, for a Mountain Man. I am grooming myself to be classic.
Yes getting older is quite fascinating. I have a girl named Beth who is my hussy.
MM you are old! Haha!!!
She is a hot hussy, yes, she is. She is very tasty, morsel-wise. She is limber and lovely. She is making my stew right now. Mucho potatoes go in my stew.
What does she cook? Can she heat up wax?
Carla is a bad name. Can she change it?
That's funny. No she can't. She is half Italian on her dad's side. Her parents don't even know we have sex.
That's good. Definitely do not tell them. It's a love secret between just you two. You sound like a very special couple. I hope that one day I will get to meet you and maybe I can officiate at your wedding. You may now consider me like a father to you. I can loan you money at any time.
If she is half Italian, does that mean she has a love for salty meats? I hope so.
McFarland, you sound a little dull about the edges, if you don't mind me saying so. Are you in college? High school? Did you repeat many grades?
When is the pepper minstration resuming?
It is not resuming. I just saw MM leave his apartment. He looked befuddled. I think he is going to commit murder on some pigeons.
Hey, I'm a great guy. Iyt takes a while for me to warm up.
I will be going to Brandeis in the fall. I'm not happy 'bout it.
McFartland--you're a goon of the highest order! You gotta learn how to blog like us professionals.
McFarland, isn't Brandeis a girlie school? Carla will have much competition. You may dump her. Where is she going to school?
I have received word that the knife is coming towards the stick. I am scared.
Oh shit! Not the stick! Not my favorite stick MM.
Oh blah, now the Sloth mystique is compromised. Slothy hopes to be respected in the morning... being coy just seemed a too-much-of-a-muchness. Oh drat.
Sloth it is not an emergency for you. You are still coy and filled with mystique. PD was just very nervous. She is very rammy when in strange company.
Bring on the knife.
A smallish, gnomish, manish protagonist to my comedy of errors can be made quickly, thusly calming my fears of loneliness and self-laceration. He will dance til the morn in mourning of love lost, spinning dervishly and quietescent.
Hi Whittle. Are you whirling now? Is it quiet?
I happen to love smallish manish gnomish consistencies.
I do too, they are harbingers of decency and lightness in the extremities. Interstellar leakage.
I am sorry I had to come but I did have to come. I know your necks are healing fastward.
I have a hard time making commitments, but I am eager to learn. What does this blog teach? I can't tell.
I am inconsistent but constant, deloise, and thank you. I love your name, are you foreign?
Commitments are for pussies. I love pussy.
yes i am foreign. i am pronounced differently and i am pleasing to the eye as well as the scoop.
I love film and music.
Deloise is someone I have heard about. She is somewhat unstable but ready.
I love pussy and music.
anybody need delousing?
Scoop? What's the scoop?
That's a lousy job, deloise.
Stability is overrated Mountain Man.
Swirl and dig deep.
I do not promote stability. And the scoop is all-consuming. There is some confusion in the air.
I am not confused, I am just thinking about all these different words. They are great words: pussy, whittle, louse.
I ahve found that operational fictions are the leading brands.
I feel a swirling uncontrollable impossible undeniable wrenching verity of sleepiness coming on.
night is good
night is long
darknessssssssssssssssssssss
Me too. I am headed into slumber. The night is for nighttime traveling into other people's heads. I will see if I can do it.
welcome.....
zap
gotcha
I will open my head and you are invited to check it out, okay MM? It'll be opened way up.
snore...
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