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“Is this your first ****** period?” Nancy's fake-
in-it-for-the-money-English-foster-mother asked.

“Yes, in junior high school the day is divided
into ****** periods,” Nancy replied.

I find quiet consolation listening to near-dead, half-deaf Tom Jones
who dreams of Earth minus lesbians grooming dads as mom clones
Sharing my lunch with an out-of-work ****** makes me feel larger,
just like after my big ****'s been slammed in the jamb of a car door
The snow Christened Christ, freezing hot after-birth iced. His Mum
was a ****** who had babies, while Daddy bit a dog that had rabies.
Hey you *******, I am ***-high in the Jakarta Turbine project
so I got no time for them or Lloyd Bridges & his hemorrhoid ridges
as my tick-bit chihuahua'd sooner *** on what is left of Bruno Leon

I woke up and they were gone. There was a lot of blood on the sheets. I called the police and told them and they asked: “Did they steal your genitals too?” to which I answered, “I don't have genitals.”

My emotional attachment to you made my spotty, hairy ***** large
like a double-***** steamer converted to a big Albanian river barge

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Wayne Dyer praised Margaret ****** who wrote: "We should hire three or four colored ministers, preferably with social-service backgrounds, and with engaging personalities. The most successful educational approach to the ***** is through a religious appeal. We don't want the word to go out that we want to exterminate the ***** population, and the minister is the man who can straighten out that idea if it ever occurs to any of their more rebellious members." – Margaret ******'s December 19, 1939 letter to Dr. Clarence Gamble, 255 Adams Street, Milton, Massachusetts. Original source: Sophia Smith Collection, Smith College, North Hampton, Massachusetts. Also described in Linda Gordon's "Woman's Body, Woman's Right: A Social History of Birth Control in America," New York: Grossman Publishers, 1976.

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Wayne Dyer praised Maya Angelou. Maya Angelou wrote of being a *******, a ******* madam, a communist and a lesbian. She hustled for racist/State eugenicist Margaret ******'s Planned Parenthood. Margaret ****** referred to negroes as human weeds. Planned Parenthood kills 1,400 unborn negroes daily. Maya Angelou supported the South African husband/wife terrorist team of Nelson & Winnie Mandela.

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Dyer taught Alfred Kinsey's sexology, the same Kinsey who, with & his merry band of pedophiles & pederasts (funded by the Rockefeller Foundation), manually & ****** brought to "******" kids as young as 2 months old. Surely, ****** babies is bad but not really so bad as it has provided priceless insight into understanding the psychology of infants and their ****** responses when reamed, digitally sodomized & ****** fellated by men. The crapped-out charlatan Wayne Dyer was an amoral beast. People who eulogize this blood-lusting crackpot should bow their balding, bleached heads in shame. By the end, at the time of the end, in ending times, all will be revealed.
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Wayne Dyer praised Nelson Mandela. THE MAJORITY OF NELSON MANDELA'S & THE A.N.C.'S VICTIMS WERE ORDINARY CITIZENS AS NELSON MANDELA'S A.N.C. TARGETED PLACES WHERE FAMILIES WERE SURE TO BE:
☒ 1981 -- 2 car bombs at Durban showrooms
☒ 1983 -- Church Street Bomb (killed 19, wounded 217)
☒ 1984 -- Durban car bomb (killed 5, wounded 27)
☒ 1985-1987 -- At least 150 landmines on farm roads (killed 125)
☒ 1985 -- Amanzimtoti Sanlam shopping centre bomb Dec 23 (killed 2 white women and 3 white children)
☒ 1986 -- Magoo's Bar bomb (killed 3, wounded 69)
☒ 1986 -- Newcastle Court bomb (wounded 24)
☒ 1987 -- Johannesburg Court bomb (killed 3, wounded 10)
☒ 1987 -- Wits command centre car bomb (killed 1, wounded 68)
☒ 1988 -- Johannesburg video arcade (killed 1 unborn baby, wounded 10)
☒ 1988 -- Roodepoort bank bomb (killed 4, wounded 18)
☒ 1988 -- Pretoria Police housing unit, 2 bombs (wounded 3)
☒ 1988 -- Magistrate's Court bomb (killed 3)
☒ 1988 -- Benoni Wimpy Bar bomb (killed 1, wounded 56)
☒ 1988 -- Witbank shopping centre bomb (killed 2, wounded 42)
☒ 1988 -- Ellis Park Rugby Stadium car bomb (killed 2, wounded 37)
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From the Web : In 1972, Dr. Dale Danner, a podiatrist from Santa Paula, Ca., developed a pain in the right leg and a severe cough. X-rays revealed carcinoma of both lungs and what appeared to be massive secondary tumors in the leg. The cancer was inoperable and resistant to radio therapy. The prognosis was: incurable and fatal. At the insistence of his mother, Dr. Danner agreed to try Laetrile, although he had no faith in its effectiveness. Primarily, just to please her, he obtained a large supply in Mexico. But he was convinced from what he had read in medical journals that it was nothing but quackery and a fraud. "Perhaps it was even dangerous," he thought, for he noticed from the literature that it contained cyanide. Within a few weeks the pain and the coughing had progressed to the point where no amount of medication could hold it back. Forced to crawl on his hands and knees, and unable to sleep for three days and nights, he became despondent and desperate. Groggy from the lack of sleep, from the drugs, and from the pain, finally he turned to his supply of Laetrile. Giving himself one more massive dose of medication, hoping to bring on sleep, he proceeded to administer the Laetrile into an artery. Before losing consciousness, Dr. Danner had succeeded in taking at least an entire ten-day supply -- and possibly as high as a twenty day supply -- all at once. When he awoke thirty six hours later, much to his amazement, not only was he still alive, but also the cough and pain were greatly reduced. His appetite had returned, and he was feeling better than he had in months. Reluctantly he had to admit that Laetrile was working. So he obtained an additional supply and began routine treatment with smaller doses. Three months later he was back at work.

   Mr. David Edmunds of Pinole, California, was operated on in June of 1971 for cancer of the colon, which also had metastasized or spread to the bladder. When the surgeon opened him up, he found that the malignant tissue was so widespread it was almost impossible to remove it all. The blockage of the intestines was relieved by severing the colon and bringing the open end to the outside of his abdomen -- a procedure known as colonostomy. Five months later, the cancer had worsened, and Mr. Edmunds was told that he had only a few more months to live.
   Mr. Edmunds, who is a nurse, had heard about Laetrile and decided to give it a try. Six months later, instead of lying on his deathbed, Mr. Edmunds surprised his doctors by feeling well enough to resume an almost normal routine. An exploratory cystoscopy of the bladder revealed that the cancer had disappeared. At his own insistence, he was admitted to the hospital to see if his colon could be put back together again. In surgery, they found nothing even resembling cancer tissue. So they reconnected the colon and sent him home to recuperate. It was the first time in the history of the hospital that a reverse colostomy for this condition had been performed. At the time of the author's last contact three years later, Mr. Edmunds was living a normal life of health and vigor.

Let's drub with a lug-nut lug wrench a Hindu Goddess Kali thuggee drugged **** with a lung-plugged ***** who hugs snugly as smug
Jack Klugman was in a back rug bin singing songs black pugs sung

Homosexual "marriage" is for everyone. A normal person has just as much right to "marry" a ****** as Elton John had to marry a woman. **C'mon Tina, give me your precious things tiny!

My girl Friday she no square
She like lotus blossom in her hair
Be-bop records and something new
Sometimes borrowed but she's never blue
Oh no
Not Tokyo Joe

Way past midnight, she not home
She cut the ice down the Danger Zone
Water-tight dresses, she don't care
A trifle risque, a ****, no sir
Oh no
Sounds like Tokyo Joe

Geisha girl show you she adore you
Two oriental eyes implore you
Femme fatale or ingenue?
She very cunning, fiendish clever
Geisha girl suffer many times a fool
Sayonara moon

When all the world's a stage, oh where are you?
Tokyo Rose on the radio
Or Diz and Bird puttin' on the moan
Tappin' out telexes to Tupelo
Dear John, doh ray me fah so?
Let's go
Call for Tokyo Joe

Walkin' tall down the Danger Zone
She hokey-cokey till the cows come home
Big shot, from the hip, neon cool
Say, when you've been around, what's left to do?
Don't know? Ask Tokyo Joe
So inscrutable her reply
"Ask no question and tell me no lie"
GI boys howlin' out for more
VIP'S purrin' "je t'adore"
Ah so, that's Tokyo Joe

People exist to make new people to replace the old people who have crapped out. People aren't here to have their genitals extirpated & ablated because there minds deny the reality of their generative organs.

She was a Kuomintang army spy, a spy for the Republic of China (Taiwan). Her father was a Kuomintang army intelligence operative. The plot for her assassination was finalized after she performed on May 27, 1989 for 300,000 fans at the "Democratic Songs Dedicated to China" concert at the Happy Valley Race Course in Hong Kong. on behalf of Tiananmen Square's democracy movement. She warned the people: "...never to compromise with autocracy, never to succumb to tyranny." Also, in 1989, the 36-year-old singer was paired with drifter/photographer Quilery Paul Puel Stephane, a 23-year-old French-born stooge for the Peoples Republic of China. He played a critical role in her declining health which would serve as the cover for, & lead-up-to, her fatal "asthma" attack. The official story was: At 5 p.m. on Monday, May 8, 1995 Miss Teresa Teng, age 42, died in hospital. She had been staying in the Imperial Mae Ping Hotel (Royal Prince Suite 1502) 153 Sridonchai Road, Changklan District, Amphur Muang, Chiang Mai 50100 Thailand. Given the gaping holes in the initial "asthma" story, the latest speculation (from "nothing-to-see-here" apologists) is that Miss Teng died of a heart attack precipitated by an overdose of adrenergic agonists (her prescription-strength asthma medicine).

Sweat not hot the complications between my pristine teen Christine
& perv Bobby McGee who'll send me twill sox on Henry Wilcoxon
whose ****** hamburger of death meat killed a beef-cow that died,
after his tasty, life-sustaining burger meat was removed from 1 side

Sad news: “Bob has crapped out.” Desperately-sad news:
“Bob crapped out during the toilet-paper shortage.”

My swamp pit was pre-menstrually boggy, as we per-formed with kitty stylishly doggy. Me need linguistical instruction with outlining sentences in Urdu. I have many names. Indians know me as Moon Beam.

My Tribute to Optional India cracks Polaroid T-120, V.H.S. tapes
so don't nudely bathe with befouled monkeys & King Kongish apes
in the brackish waters beneath Konta's midday, lunar-whitening sun
while nasty, blond musk oxen shadows dance in palm-frond shapes

There's passion on your flabby backside like beans burnt in corn oil
******* on the flip side of your thorax like ****** with a horn coil
whose whorish sympathies stand sympathetically U.H.F.-**** loyal
under 9 uncut lines of serrated sheets wrapped in ultra-thin torn foil
that begets London turds with high-brow claims of being born royal
Saxon, impaled not in vampyrical Vlad's Transylvanian-forlorn soil
that has the gas to make Star Trek vaginal sluice Michael Dorn boil

while eating low-quality food to maintain my lovely thin thinniness
& my gay disposition that chuckles behind a grin-grinny grinniness
that kowtows ol' cows to maintain my shins' shin-shinny shinniness
on grimy slaughterhouse steps of low-quality flim-flimsy flimsiness

as she feared ritualized **** that tribal slavery did entail
Her bloated lips, bowed legs caused Scotsmen to snigger,
while a nose wishbone marked her as a kaffir lily Negress

I've agreed to pay him the money he wants but only if he'll yank mine ahead of 6 other *****. I sat still and waited for the fun to start with my feet in stirrups and my legs far apart. He would not listen to what I had to say because, for him, gynecological tooth-extraction was the quickest, cheap way.

Let me practice jawing Esperanto with these savaged red ******* of Apachería & Comancheria, as it'll be like picking off dead chiggers
I see Apachería & Comancheria's dead ******* cussing red chiggers
Apachería and Comancheria's blood-fed chiggers tread bled *******
that no Ethiopian chuckles for, snickers, giggles, moans or sniggers
niggly niggled niggardly nigh *** diggers on jungle-jiggled jiggers

as I run my pretty mouth faster than you race your rusted '56 Chevy

Wear a bra for support, ******. Bring garbage to me. I'm in the woods so you know I'll eat it. The bottom ½ of me loves you. White people are nice even when they got lice. Now, let's not delve into mental issues, unless you want to. Truly, don't take joy in "feeling the burn" nor live by the adage, "no pain, no gain." Pain is the body's response to trauma. Don't listen to idiots & dumb ***** who plead with you to join them in dangerous activities. Protect yourself. Protect the flesh & blood shell/cell that houses your eternal soul. Stay away from tattooists & the hepatitis that they gleefully spread. I've reached out to you before only to be snapped at. You have a chip on your shoulder. It's your chipped shoulder, not mine. I'm a generous person with my time & knowledge. I could help you if not for your foolish pride. They're so helpfully friendly & giving & at ease, them honkies that gives you their homosexy venereal disease. Indeed, though our vaginas are wet with anticipation we conserve our paper towels for wiping up after puppies. Worry not my little monkey. Amen.

Mihaela Runceanu,** May 4, 1955 -- November 1, 1989
(MURDERED by SMOTHERING)
Selena Quintanilla-Pérez, April 16, 1971 – March 31, 1995 (MURDERED)
Teresa Teng, January 29, 1953 -- May 8, 1995
(ASTHMA ATTACK or HEART ATTACK or ******)
Armi Aavikko, September 1, 1958 – January 2, 2002 (PNEUMONIA)
Mălina Olinescu, January 29, 1974 – December 12, 2011 (ACCIDENTAL, or SUICIDAL, FALL FROM 6TH FLOOR BALCONY)
Sita Chan, Mar. 10, 1987 — Apr. 17, 2013
(ONE-CAR CAR CRASH)

The giant ***** uprising took residents by surprise. Many thousands of people are without electrical power. The governor will address the public at 8 o'clock.

A cardiologist might say it is because I am suffering from pericarditis (inflammation of the pericardium, the fibrous sac surrounding the heart), but I say it is reflective (& indicative) of my altruistical selflessness 'cause pagan Obama knew, knew how to enjoy gay pride month forever.

Money buys women & paves the way for a letcher to get his due so
surrender **** tawny Cebu Isle pinay for the moola I promised you

Vitamin regimen of Dr. Abram Hoffer, 2008:
1. B-100 Complex : one capsule per day—contains all the B-vitamins
2. Selenium : 600 mcg per day
3. Niacin : 4500 mg per day, taken as 1500 mg, 3 times per day (with meals)
4. Vitamin C : 2000 mg per day, taken as 1000 mg, 2 times per day (with meals, I assume)
5. Vitamin A : 30,000 IU’s per day
6. N-Acetyl-Cysteine (NAC) : 3000 mg per day, taken as 1,000 mg, 3 times per day (with meals, I assume), it increases a naturally-occurring antioxidant in the body called glutathione
7. Coenzyme Q10, (CoQ10): 300 mg per day, taken as 100 mg, 3 times per day
8. Vitamin D (vitamin D3, I assume) 6,000 IU’s per day
9. Salmon oil (fish oil, omega-3 fatty acids), 2,000 mg per day, contains omega-3 fatty acids, DHA and EPA
10.  Zinc 50-100 mg per day
11. Folic Acid 5,000 mcg per day (which is the same as 5 mg)
12. Vitamin E 800 mg per day
13. Alpha Lipoic Acid (Lipoic Acid): 600 mg per day, taken as 200 mg, 3 times per day

I wear a pair of sizzling onion rings while I eat eye glasses, I sucker
punch a punch-drunk, who's the drunkest *** amongst punchy *****
I caught a flea on chihuahua Chico's leg & put it on his tail because
dog-meat in pickle brine can be marinated with the flesh of a whale

Straighten my buck teeth and give me a million dollars.
Straighten my dollar teeth and give me a million bucks.
Straighten out my sister as it is sure to be her first time.

I rhythmically sway to music that crashes over in waves from musically-inclined hobos who crap in caves. I know what's right over deeds wrong, over the dead bodies of men killed by King Kong. A **** tune that plays 27 hours is a really long song, longer than the 'round-the-world maneuver that emanated in Kowloon, Hong Kong. Beauticians who incorporate raw sewage in perms, subject clients needlessly to raw sewage germs.

A very deep-red-thick gooeyness of my hippy-yellow gall bile alters
this hairy, creep-dead-hick goofiness of my dippy-mellow fall smile
A fairy peep fed trick ghoulishness of a snippy pillow saw pile falt-
ers a merry heap bred lick brutishness of a whip plea hello doll trial

I usually shower alone but 1 day I  was surprised when Sicilian mafiosi entered my shower. They were very nice. I was curious as to what they wanted. Vito, the under boss, brought Helene Curtis shampoo. He stayed for 8 minutes.

Billy's sour-cream-**** crunchers attack Hillary's ***-**** munchers
as 97 genders shall flow, like the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
before it fills the sea with a mother-headed swill, my Texas cheap-o

☹ ☹ ☹ ☹ ☹ ☹ ☹ ☹ ☹ ☹ ☹ ☹ ☹
✔ There's a secret videotape of C.F.R.'s monkey Tom Clancy beggin'
✔ in vain to the Control Group that vaccinates a senile Nancy Reagan
✔ for his life to be spared as before God would whine an antsy pagan
✔Le Nègre Prix de Triomphe goes to Heidi Klum's seal-hung lancer
✔whose skin's a mucopussy mess from discoid lupus not lung cancer
✔as his soul was skinned nights dodging **** as a black-dung dancer
✔trapping weasels while boiling weevils ain't the Ivory Coast answer
☹Tex & Rita (to Memorex): Die you schizogenetic offering by dawn
☹in the dirt-bag opting of a love stymied beneath an undeterred lawn
☹in starving memory to Dutch: a ray-gun-loving Reagan called Ron,
☹that war-dodging acquaintance of stage-dead mummer **** Shawn
☹whose crap-out was viewed by attending audience as a planned con
☹but alas the gray ******* was, medico-legally, dead and gone
☹To negrita ****** & Albanian trulls & stenographers he's just John
✔The ease in which legs are compressed & unfolded at the cat house
✔ makes me hearken for unstuck Tuesdays at ye olde Erin cork house
✔ where fish are skinned like brave men tried in a federal court house
✔ while uncracked minds get cracked up at a ******-town crack house
✔ 'Cause of whitey I'm kidney-listed 7 million _sans_ country club clout
✔ I'm bony, **** & looking for a compatible liver-donor to break out
✔ of this low-immunity strata before there is a liver-disease outbreak
✔ as the runny dog-**** of ******* dogs ******* near me starts to cake
☹ so as to out-stink a South Korean who's really a North Korean fake
☹ The federal government is eugenical: to it we must own up sheeple,
☹ thus maturing emotively into a sovereign, logical, grown-up people
☹ for it stands that the melding of nanny state & citizenry is umbilical
☹ & in confliction with by-gone eras as our illogic's queerly quizzical
☹ because it pits humanoid knowledge against the quasi-metaphysical
☹ that foments hatefulness toward each appointed government radical
☹ who queerly degenerates into deviances paraphrenical and fanatical
☹ whereas whip-lash's suit-seeking, soft-tissue damage that's cervical
✔ requiring an obligatorily-worn orthopedic brace for 2 years farcical
✔ to render pro-rated, per capita lifetime-loss-of-earnings stats logical
✔ for in America breaking a sweat to earn bread has become heretical
✔ as ditzes respire hot air into bean-counting jobs designated clerical,
✔ Occidental monasticism's monasterial intrigue remains monastical
✔ overseas whereat cartographically-globular frontiers chart spherical
☹ Shrill moans of belabored Mexicalis triggers a Marxian mechanism
☹ that deflects absent divers toward proto-Brazilian-styled lesbianism
☹ which remains less evil than Theodore & Franklin D. Rooseveltism
✔ times 13 million ******* blackening white love for nig criminalism
☹ in camps of cramped campers craving crammed communitarianism
☹ Let us bathe in the spittle of homosexuals before we roll over to die
☹ as deviance's eternal, trumping the realm of  The Catcher in the Rye
☹ 'cause my ***** afro reflects nig force to punish whites before I die
☹ as a lard-***, ghetto-happy 'fro bro who digested the E.B.T. food lie
✔ while the Siamese outed glorious Teresa Teng as a Kuomintang spy
✔ No ****** wins awards for the glory of being an award-winning ***
✔ as no strip-mining strip miner burns U.M.W. cards for heaps o' ****
✔ while bagmen trade for what's behind door 2 for what's in their bag
✔ because kids trained in knife-attack'll stab in a childish game of tag
✔ to snub ****** daylight saving time with its pain-in-the-*** time-lag
✔ that denies maiden beauties their beauty sleep long before they hag
✔ & battery-operated boyfriends to prisoners gagged by jailhouse gag
✔ or mothers in the last raggedy stages of monthly ragging on the rag
☹ Back against the wall & indebted to the last lucky 7 vinegar strokes
☹ see no point to cajole unlaid, lay-about chicks for the routine coax
☹ No Christian shall deny an unborn baby's supreme court right to die
☹ 'cause the German zeppelin LZ 129 Hindenburg was too light to fly
✔ There's a secret videotape of C.F.R.'s monkey Tom Clancy beggin'
✔ in vain to the Control Group that vaccinates a senile Nancy Reagan
✔ for his life to be spared as before God would whine an antsy pagan
☹ “I'll tolerate no remark **** Lana Kramer!” Farted the proctologist,
☹ after Marlon Brando snuffed Odnarb Nolram, a Tahitian acarologist
*☹ who toyed in the nefarious world of gynecology like a gynecologist

We pan-lovers must nonstick together!!! I'll be there, when I'm not somewhere else, as soon as I turn 18! You say that now but what about later when you're eating garbage at the dump? My neighbor's a huge lesbian bisexual gay trans-******. He weighs 400 pounds.

It's like being in her womb for 45 minutes with 2 janitors, or the other way around: 2 minutes with 45 janitors. The ****** are frightful, as they are lunar...KILLERS: medical malpractice is #3, cancer & heart disease are 1 & 2.

"I'm having a hard time working at the gumball jaw breaker factory. I'm tired of the **** at the manure-bagging plant too. Over the moon, under the gun, over the top, underneath the sink...manor, man or, manure, man *****, manner...Doctor Wayne, my emotional pain kills my job-hunting prospects, you fat, bald, stinking charlatan!"
   "Very good, Timmy," Doctor Wayne said. "I gotta take a dump." And he did and it was like a million plumbers died for nothing.
    And, "It's 10 minutes old, which is ten times longer than my attention span. The Australia part isn't for you it's for a different beautiful speed-boat girl living a quokka-free life on the beach. You wouldn't like her as she sleeps through Florida daytimes."
   "What's that mean? Do you know?"
   "I don't know what it means."

Our milk man utilizes a breast pump to provide whole milk sustenance to Cambodian neonates. He's proud of his foreign work as a lactation consultant in Scranton & everywhere. He hates the A.C.L.U., the Better Business Bureau & Clearasil because they don't work.

Charlatan Charles Darwin's mutational speculations made Humans far weaker, far less robust, far less equipped to cope with weather extremes, cholera (from a simple bacterium that corrupts fetid water & spoiled food), pertussis, pox & a plethora of maladies that our alleged simian kin are oblivious to. Darwin's flunkies also NEVER address the 4,000 genetical disorders unique to the inferior version of Man imprisoned on Earth. Darwin's lick-spittles NEVER wax liberally about mineral evolution or stellar evolution. Chucky Cheese Darwin's ***-wipes NEVER explain why most simians are scurvy-resistant as they produce vitamin C, yet superior Humans (who lack the ability to produce C) suffer & die from clinical & sub-clinical scurvy by the millions. Evolutionists loose control of their weak, swollen, compromised, edematous, inflamed urinary bladders at the broaching of polystrate. It's time to consign to pasture Darwinian virtual science and return to facts. A fact is a fact only when it can be mathematically verified. /// Horrific! Abortion clinics use restaurant-grade garbage disposals.

It rained on the night that we first had ****** ******* with a pan
& I could feel your pancreas rise & fall like a crippled garbage man
You moaned like general George Washington a lot I guess when he
dazzled old bald John Adams in Martha's 1st term, first lady's dress

I wrung your neck like a gay biker on acid could if he were on T.V.
or like a Gypsy might, cold from linearity in a Czechoslovakian sea

When pig Marilyn Monroe ran into a men's room, unlike now, men
******* into urinals said, “Wow, look at the saggy **** on that cow!”
While Marilyn Monroe was havin' her way with Wally, Tony Dow,
****** was hanging, out back, a big white Holiday Inn beach towel
as a flag for émigrés vis-à-vis London's prophet John Enoch Powell
whose pall forecasts were more cogent than a boar mounting 1 sow
& 'cause “shall” is mandatory and “may” is permissive, the public
sees Florida's Judicial Qualifications Commission as f'n' dismissive
of a ghetto token ***** being the right wing of N.H.L. hockey who
photographs big hockey players' ***** from **** A through **** E

Magnus Hirschfeld (May 14, 1868 - May 14, 1935) was a German physician and sexologist. Hirschfeld was an outspoken advocate for homosexual rights. Magnus Hirschfeld coined the word racism.

“Women think that I'm a gynecologist because my last name is Gynecologist.”

WEB : Mr. David Edmunds of Pinole, California, was operated on in June of 1971 for cancer of the colon, which also had metastasized or spread to the bladder. When the surgeon opened him up, he found that the malignant tissue was so widespread it was almost impossible to remove it all. The blockage of the intestines was relieved by severing the colon and bringing the open end to the outside of his abdomen -- a procedure known as colonostomy. Five months later, the cancer had worsened, and Mr. Edmunds was told that he had only a few more months to live.
   Mr. Edmunds, who is a nurse, had heard about Laetrile and decided to give it a try. Six months later, instead of lying on his deathbed, Mr. Edmunds surprised his doctors by feeling well enough to resume an almost normal routine. An exploratory cystoscopy of the bladder revealed that the cancer had disappeared. At his own insistence, he was admitted to the hospital to see if his colon could be put back together again. In surgery, they found nothing even resembling cancer tissue. So they reconnected the colon and sent him home to recuperate. It was the first time in the history of the hospital that a reverse colostomy for this condition had been performed. At the time of the author's last contact three years later, Mr. Edmunds was living a normal life of health and vigor.

"No, honey, you mean boarding school."
"Send me to bombing school or I'll push a bomb up your ******!"

Saturday night when you gave yourself to me is 1 that I'll not forget
'cause when I saw what a dog you were with your clothes off, I had
to have you inoculated against canine parvo virus by a qualified vet