NormWhore and new
From all reports, reports are really relevant. Really reliable, they are rarely renounced by rousing racontuers or roving refuse-riflers. It's just eye-boggling how some spectacles are framed. Not that I'd ever complain, but sometimes the news-of-the day - no matter what - is just a little inexorable for my individual inclination. Then again, what is old - for me - is just as present as a box with a pink ribbon and a rattling sound. Rattling boxes are a highly rated resource. There's just no escaping the present. It's in the past that any sort of freedom is found. It's in the past that I even cared what colour petticoat I wiped my face-britches on. Face the farks. The here and now are just a couple of death's agents. You never hear them come knocking because they always are. Wipe their feet on your eye-moustache. The there and then is where it's at. But then again, not. So, now as you see me riding off into the sun sidesaddle, you can give full rein to your disinterest in chewing anything thatt might stain your enamelled-calcium-stalagtites. Spare a thought for me as I burn for a packet of crisps. Here and now: equal.
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Hipnotherapy
Enjoyed this post as usual. I get tired of the whorish nature of celebrity but then we all want our 15 minutes of fame no matter what it costs.... flesh or integrity....
Mis
Consumption Malfunction
Equal and Opposite
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Footy Power
thanks for that.
I spose we do.
Fame's a total trap.
I wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy
myself
Cheers,
Norm