Mail, mail, mail, where's the mail? Where the parcels that set my philotes a'twining? Swag and gifts and goodies . . . almost don't want to give to kids . . . right . . . 
Material. Like a woman. It's in us to like shiny shit we don't need but want, buy, give, receive. I'm not even going to see to whom some of them are going 
We'll live 
Fuck pearl divers. The little assclown is not even worth a beating. I doubt he'll ever quit being a shitbag. I'm just going to tear at the edges, raze and level any feeble mind castle he may have.
. . . belt . . . ? . . .
We have blue jays, at least three. They are the only color outside. Picked up about a ton of bark. NM wind through dead dead cottonwoods . . . May have done with this condemned old dump soon, possibly by '07. 
The first offer was a slap in the face. They'll bite.
Pick up the shards and form them into stars . . . massive scale destruction . . . She Who Was Never Buried will come again.
Material. Like a woman. It's in us to like shiny shit we don't need but want, buy, give, receive. I'm not even going to see to whom some of them are going We'll live
Fuck pearl divers. The little assclown is not even worth a beating. I doubt he'll ever quit being a shitbag. I'm just going to tear at the edges, raze and level any feeble mind castle he may have.
. . . belt . . . ? . . .
We have blue jays, at least three. They are the only color outside. Picked up about a ton of bark. NM wind through dead dead cottonwoods
. . . May have done with this condemned old dump soon, possibly by '07. The first offer was a slap in the face. They'll bite.
Pick up the shards and form them into stars . . . massive scale destruction . . . She Who Was Never Buried will come again.