Wednesday, 11 April 2018

Curb your threats

I am seriously getting worried about the "Bull in a China shop" Trumpy the deadliest of all 7 Dwarfs, whos' asswipes are indistinguishable from His Tweets... His verbal farts are Toxic, he is falling out with everybody, even those on his own side... His Wife is basically a Silicon Bimbo, even a plain poor Girl got more heart than Her, She is an expressionless Android, is that the best he can do?...

"No Oral Sex tonight Donny, The Botox won't let me" and rimming is out of the question, as I just had wax treatment as well; so no anal today

0ne Old Fart could blow his mouth off one time too many and have no conception of the consequences... of his half-formed primal reactive thoughts, like a nasty Kid, like a "Bully" I think by now at least Half of America is very sorry he got in, he is everything the Devil could want to stir up the cauldron of hatred and prejudice everywhere, 

just shutting down his Twitter account "could save the World" from premature meltdown, who will win the "Cockfight" not the one with the biggest Dick, but the idiot who blinks first,

this whole above subject is very bittersweet to me right here right now; as I am about to have one of the most pleasant experiences of my ENTIRE LIFE... "all things being Equal" i.e. I am getting a New Car Tomorrow, but believe it or not the above line is grammatically incorrect, I am not getting it, "It is being Delivered" eek squirrel squirt burp fart dribble sneeze wheeze... Oxygen, Oxygen...

(I am so excited that I am trying very very VERY hard, not to have a heart attack before I can enjoy it... it's like having new puppies playing in your chest, I haven't slept properly for 2 days in suspended anticipation of "the Ecstasy of ownership and possession of a beautiful thing" best of all it is a "Gift" its paid for it is Insured and Taxed and comes with everything and some; has full colour 7' Sat nav with DVD, Mp3, player Bluetooth to Phone, trip computer, with RDS radio, not brand new btw: but fuck nigh near as Dammit...

I didn't tell you it was a "Mercedes-Benz", that's why I am faint and a bit delirious... with suppressed over-excitement, I am 9 years old all over again, Christmas 1962, best Xmas EVER...

all thanks to "My Benefactor" who gave me much money just for Words from my heart, (too cryptic for you?) may it stay that way if I told you the Whole truth and nothing But...

you just wouldn't believe me, there is no point in trying to persuade you, I don't give a Godam what you believe; please God don't start the War for a month or two, let me Enjoy the fruits of my labours and drive a few miles in my Silver Merc '~'

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