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at this moment in the night, only two things seem to parallel as being equally beautiful - a. roxette's  watercolours in the rain, and b. me, drunk,       making a dish for a lover i wished was here - linguini: 2x tp chilli pesto, 1x tp philadelphia                herb cream cheese,                      2x tp crème fraîche -                        (teaspoon)               half a tomato diced finely -                                         and fresh basil: to taste... yep: watercolours in the rain...             did i tell you hate my neighbour?   the neighbour next to me calls him a lard **** he impregnated a woman in her late 40s...       what's not to expect if not to expect a down synrdrom surprise?                            re-ah-li-ty; what? i thought you cared for cultural darwinism?             nature would call it what it is... it wouldn't pamper the reality with some marxism:                     put a horses' girdle on the ****** and let him plough the field!    that's what marxism would say...                evidently cultural dariwnism goes outside of it's competence in interpreting nature... such scenarios are like: uh? uh? uh uh?    what now?!                        i'd be petting a dozen hyenas right about now...                                 oh but you're so delicate!    oh! i broke a nail! i can't believe people have to pay for other peoples' ****** incompetence...                          incompetent ******** all the knowledge they received, and still! they transgress the knowledge given!              i can't believe they fool others to feel guilty for starters for their incompetence,    and for dessert: make them work on their "art works".                            you ever see a ******  parade his genitals in public? ever see that sort of scene?      you wanna see it?                   **** it: unto moloch!
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Apr 3, 2017
Apr 3, 2017 at 11:50 PM UTC
watercolours in the rain
at this moment in the night, only two things seem to parallel as being equally beautiful - a. roxette's  watercolours in the rain, and b. me, drunk,       making a dish for a lover i wished was here - linguini: 2x tp chilli pesto, 1x tp philadelphia                herb cream cheese,                      2x tp crème fraîche -                        (teaspoon)               half a tomato diced finely -                                         and fresh basil: to taste... yep: watercolours in the rain...             did i tell you hate my neighbour?   the neighbour next to me calls him a lard **** he impregnated a woman in her late 40s...       what's not to expect if not to expect a down synrdrom surprise?                            re-ah-li-ty; what? i thought you cared for cultural darwinism?             nature would call it what it is... it wouldn't pamper the reality with some marxism:                     put a horses' girdle on the ****** and let him plough the field!    that's what marxism would say...                evidently cultural dariwnism goes outside of it's competence in interpreting nature... such scenarios are like: uh? uh? uh uh?    what now?!                        i'd be petting a dozen hyenas right about now...                                 oh but you're so delicate!    oh! i broke a nail! i can't believe people have to pay for other peoples' ****** incompetence...                          incompetent ******** all the knowledge they received, and still! they transgress the knowledge given!              i can't believe they fool others to feel guilty for starters for their incompetence,    and for dessert: make them work on their "art works".                            you ever see a ******  parade his genitals in public? ever see that sort of scene?      you wanna see it?                   **** it: unto moloch!
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Apr 3, 2017
Apr 3, 2017 at 11:50 PM UTC
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