baby divorce

So I forgot to eat again, and I forgot to sleep. But I will be typing.

This normal state of affairs survives the summer heat. Content are we to spew vitriol and seed discontent all over the internet until the people rise up and turn it off and go to bed so they can get to work on time the next day. We have work to do in this nowtopia. We must never stop the working for the naked midnight bike ride will fulfill all the promises that we missed out on last year. Even if it is raining and Samba du Soleil sinks into the pond - we will cycle this road home. Once an abused father sat with his children and cowered under his wifes steady blow. Men and women don't do that - the river only flows one way nudge nudge. After all, who is the millionaire in this equation. The last thing we need is another mountain bike to add to the recycling heap. I was the first one to put things there and now the space is all filled up. Dill grows up between the cracks in the ashphalt. Or is it just fennel? Either my assshat shall feed thee gentle critter of the lane.

We sit there on the concrete as the sun bakes us into the road. It's a public thoughroughfare but ever since that bicycle cop fell down here and spun his body bloody the ground. The young men were not sympathetic and jeered. I felt sorry for the poor copper buttoned do-gooder but I never stopped to help him up. Now the road is painted with a bike lane to ward off the jeering leopards and the latest macintosh SUV computer climbs the curb and must park itself elsewhere. Diesel fuel made from the original 1890s era peanut oil has fed the peasants everywhere. From the undercarriage drips the greasy goo. Progress is in the biofuels literature. 10% off the price at the pump after all. We are soon going to pay more for bottled water than the gasoline of experience. Newbilez!

Bile wells up in my soul and I splatter this all over that asphalt burning the dill or fennel where it sits. The depaving party lasts all afternoon and we made a video for the intermowebs to fill it up. 4 entire dumpsters! Underneath the concrete is good fertile soil ready to grow the vegtables that will burn in your gas tank tommorrow. We will have the energy independance that we deserve. Guantanamo Bay is here for us to discover how free we can make ourselves of the Iraqi Oiolle.

Slick that, the last man standing was the police man who woke up. He mounted his motorised bicycle steed and raced down the sidewalk as fast as his little 1000cc engine could carry him. The pedestrian fellows out for a walk in the parkway had a nice time of diving into the bushes to avoid his highness crashing into them. The gumshoe boo boo we called it - legitimate dissent comes from asking permission.

Persimmons want a divorce from my baby mother. Do you know what happens when a bridge ceases to function? Swimming pools. Do you know what happens when a mommy and daddy stop from the love each other? The crash and burn of lads running by themselves. Our honey drips from the false precipce . What What>?

No, I think i need a partner to sleep myway through this winter. Watermellon isn't free you know? Tony rides my bicycle like a pony. The superhero of the wild Eastern Kalle Lasn lookalike. We have to sell something after all.

Where? You forment it. The divorce that is. Forget about the patch up i am checking myself into a mental hospital as soon as the Bakery opens. Canada Day is a bad time to visit a liquer Store. the staff just don't feel right bout selling out that patriotic duties. For me, chicken and handburgers are all the same. Lesbian erotica will sell, but not to the right kind of people. We use vacuum cleaners on our carpets in here.

For me that was enough to have said. After all, I never knew what it was I was doing. My son was feeling very welcome to the machine. I told you where to have been. Filling your time. Providing for the toys and scouting for the punishment of her ma. But now the wind picks up and my bladder is full enough to burst a racehourse (on the hour)))

(herries aren't yet ready this time of year though they are my favourite berry I won't buy them unless they are Ourganic because they spreay those with the besticides about 6 times a year on average and more on normal years.

Forget about the strawberries and the organice brown rice cereal. Dumm girl. GC ain't me shouldn't your kind in Rundmc band practice. That is all the prestocide the class will tolerqate.

Facke chlorinated sugars. Maltitol is actually a sugar alcohol.