and to think, someone might find this ******* interesting... well... that's bio- / cognitive- diversity for you; whatever floats your boat, in this ocean of such variance, as is readily available. so that's three czech beers and a few smokies in the afternoon, right? yep.

you know how, ****** hard
it is to get into russia?
     you don't have to be an
edward snowden for easy
access...
            what you need is,
is a russian girlfriend,
         a metallica gig to go to
in moscow...
   and a ******* letter
     planning your tourism
schedule, written by
your girlfriend's mother...
and then going to the russian
embassy in london,
and waiting for about 3 hours'
worth of approval deliberation;
it's not easy to travel to russia
as a common-joe,
****, that's an americanism:
in english:     a john smith.
oh **** me, it's not bad over
there...
            it seems a natural
gorilla behaviour,
       in-breeding within
your own ethnicity...
             and perpetuating it;
what, will some arab decide
to live in *síberia?
i know, the acute alone could
be the stressor, but given
the " " in english, i might as
provide the heresy of giving
the syllable italics...
   a bit like the heresy of writing
italics, p.c. (post-colon - :)...
oh **** me, a smiley.
                      wink? ;)
             english has become so
ugly... well, it was always
a crooked-teeth brigade...
        with doth ye aye...
     the ******* pirate brigade.
try getting into russia for a month
to experience the white nights
of st. petersburg...
    but all i ever wanted, it seems,
is to head toward the faroe islands
and see the orca cull...
      and the sea of blood from
the culling;
      ******* don't go after the docile
whales, they go after the sharks
of the genus...
          i'm not writing this
as if implying it's interesting...
    as i said once, already:
my life is / was so ******* boring,
that i decided to write about it;
but let's just say: not too over-bearing
with the paragraph format of
prose...
            after all... i need to have
a drink ever so often,
   to punch the punching bag of
metabolism, having only one meal
per day...
          and rarely eating
                          anything sweet;
the dynamic of not avoiding fat
   (even lard)
         and replacing sugars
                    with alcohol calories;
    sure, bloated cheeks... but not fat.