You wake up, and you feel molested. In fact: the hideous thing. You open your chest of drawers: a further molestation. Washing and dressing are molestations. Having to get dressed! Having to eat breakfast! When you go out on the street, you are subject to the gravest possible molestations. You are unable to shield yourself. You lay about yourself, but it’s no use. The blows you dole out are returned a hundredfold. What are streets, anyway? Wendings of molestation, up and down. Squares? Bundled together molestations.
– Thomas Bernhard, from Frost
This guy cracks me up.
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May I be the first to molest you Mountain Man?
thomas bernhard, i got yo back. what you need is some krunk and a ho. save the molestations for the ho.
wiping up the morning coffee grounds after they spill out of the grinder = molestation
brushing teeth = molestation
bathing = molestation
reality = molestation
Yes the molestation I am imagining involves juice. I will save the juice for the ho and the brushing teeth for next week.
I agree with you Fairy. Pretty much everything involves a molestation of some kind. Let's face it we are all victims of our perverted neighbors (metaphorically speaking).
Uggs first thing in the a.m.= molestation
bad cologne on the guy next to you on the subway= molestation
Mcdonald's stench on the subway in the a.m. = molestation
putting on clothes = molestation
accidentally viewing self in mirror = molestation
The genius part of the molesting action is when they use an anesthetic so you don't feel it, then it's like giving you money for free.
I missed you.
anesthetics are temporary blinds. truth be told, the pain remains in our unconscious to further molest us at random intervals. no pain, no gain is the refrain....
Fat thigh, i thought that exact same thing.
well well well, if it isn't Mountain Man.
My day has gotten a little brighter.
Hi fabeebles.
I am molested just being at beige. Hi Goblin!
hiya pd! What's shakin'?
My ass is shaking towards the door right now...thanks Zod.
waking up: MAJOR molestation
welcome back, MM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Is molestation a molestation?
I have been waiting for my ride all day long. I think I smell it coming.
I smell nothing. But I do enjoy the moles. Hi Slothers, there are greetings everywhere.
Hi mm. I want to see that Otto Dix show.
It's quiting time and self-Molestation is about to happen in the form of beers and chips. I'm working on the world's biggest and most scar tissue covered beer belly. Would you be so kind as to rub some lavender sented oil into it?
There is a hole in your soul where your virtue never was.
That hole is filled with fires.
The fires are swarming with toxic gases poured in and lit by a warden. There are gates, bars, keys, a tight schedule to keep to. A uniform. The prisoner always says ok. I'm sorry. It's my fault. The warden says you've been bad. You are punished. I get to punish you, I get to.
Fires you are allowed to be angry but you are helping the burn by allowing it to burn. And the prisoner puts itself there. That's what happens. This is just an idea among others, not the truth.
If I were you I'd take full responsibility but continue to feel love and see where that gets you. Acceptance is part of the multi-layered casserole of life.
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