NormA conventional nuffa
Waiting for the cows to come home can often times, in my humble opinion based on limited experience, bare more fruit than waiting for a fuck in a convent. Convention has it that some rules should remain unwritten. Writing with a mouthful of excretus is easier than talking. Don’t snap one off in your palms and eat it in front of your girlfriend’s parents; they’ll be most unimpressed. Impressing people with my social skills is what I’m all about. Rules are made to be broken and conventions are farts to the shit of a rule. Shits are made to be flushed with cash. There doesn’t exist a ruler big enough for me; they’re all too small. If you won’t give me a hand for that, I’ll have to. Going to a penis hanging out your fly convention will show you that certain conventions are most peculiar. Why anyone would want their old fella peeping its head out at the passing people is particularly puzzling. Still, it’s better than the shit-lovers expo. Shit, wearing a suit and a tie is suitably sufficient for standardization. Fuck I love suiting up in the uniform I was born in with my little bow tie and rocking up. I’ve been barred for barring up in all the singles bars, bar none. If push came to shove I would probably bar a nun. I’d give her a bar in chocolate. Sheepish is the best way to put how I feel about involuntary movements in the downstairs skyscaper department. If hopping mad was a more effective means of carriage than walking, I’d tie my walking sticks together and peg around the place like a pogo-sticker without. It's out of convenience that I condemn convention. Convention and norm: equal.
It's all so obvious now ... You really should have been a Priest ... the type that gets sent to a Convent as the resident Confessor to the nuns ...
I've spoken to a few of them ... and they all say the same thing ... Listening to the confessions of nuns? ... It does your head in ... (To fully comprehend this? You have to imagine a nun with scruples ...
But then, listening to women in the virtual world (or reading their words) the ones who think they are Mother Superiors? ... That can do your head in just as much ... If you pay any attention to it, that is ... ***
David ...
Consumption Malfunction
Equal and Opposite
Arses and Elbows
Footy Power
a nun might well be on a par with anon.
I spose it's the same thing, the habit gives anonymity?
Ppppppleeeaaaseeee mmmmmsss Rrrraatshit, please don't tell anyone how it is ever again, for you don't know your anus from your funny-bone.
Still, I'd do her head in anywhere. Always pot the pink before the brown, in the case of the Mother Superiors.
Norm Abates
From The Home Front
Enviro Warrior
Dream Herald
Esoteric Bookshop
I have no idea what you are talking about again, but I find you as eloquent as usual and always enjoy the read?
You know the old saying : 'Genius is about the conquering of chaos and mystery...'
Often have to wait for a lot of cows to return for that one...
Lilla ...
Consumption Malfunction
Equal and Opposite
Arses and Elbows
Footy Power
if you find out what I'm on about?
Let me know; we'll both know.
I love old sayings as a rule.
I hate rules as a rule.
Keep yours ears peeled for the peal of a cowbell.
Norm.