there was a time
when there was the word FUN
in American culture,
and one could laugh...

as a European, these days?
do i *******
look like i'm having "FUN"?!
i'm staging
dart matches between
drunks and
retards! ****'s sake...

it'ss like hearing the argument...
the greatest threat
against the human soul
is a white shark...

no!
                    no!
                killer whale!
Faroe Isl. talk...

yes, yes, orca...
   almost like, ogre...
but more trans-literal...
like...
  trans-phobic...
     or whatever is:
trans-counter-the-boring-gay-community
of...
   would it ever be fun
to marry,
whether or whether-not
it was made legal for gay couples
to marry?!

whatever...
at this point...
i almost want to give a ****..
but...
sorry...
you want an antagonist?
please look elsewhere.
in the vicinity of my company?
please, just, riddle your knuckles,
pair of ***** and a ****...
and?
simply... *******!

******, ******,
and whatever is to be added
into the: to boot...

       i asked some bogus questions,
i heard no replies...
   at this particular posit of time...
if i expected a handshake of
civility...
i'd be the happy one...
but since... i didn't receive one...
as to how whatever what matters,
to matter, is, to subsequently
"not" matter from this posit of time?

time, time... and some....
charred peppers,
grievances over the pristine cut salad...
and...
the more gruesome details,
that serious people would rather
not mention.