Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
would not be worth anything
People would die
many would cry

A world without Kmart would cause starvation
in the U.S. nation
It is moon-shine that blows through wino queer cops dipsomaniacal
in the depths of Hogville, Pig Town & **** City's toilets unreliable
with regards to flush #4 that pagan plumbers swore was undeniable
Young Nora was so attractive to men that other women were willing to stab themselves repeatedly just to get a small fraction of the attention that Nora ignored. To Nora men were ***-mad perverts. She never initiated contact. To her: love was a many- splendored-what's-her-name. She had been briefly infatuated with the dog-catcher till she discovered that he was an s.-m. p. {***-mad pervert}. So for 2 years, as beauty betrayed her, Nora hagged copiously & shamefully. She grew gnarled and ugly. No man would have her for in the short expanse of 2 years she aged 30, mainly because of defective age-defying cold cream. Help was a fruit cake away. It may as well have been like that all along till Kevin, the land-locked town's only ocean-certified lifeguard, appeared.
ย ย โ€œOh, Kevin,โ€ Nora moaned, โ€œcan't it ever be like it used
to be when we were so mooch in love with each other?โ€
โ€œI knocked up my girlfriend. It was my happy obligement. I would've knocked you up too, but you're too self-involved.โ€
I guess that's that -- back to the karaoke bar...
and the busy busyness of wino-conversant business...
Call me after the last wino keels over.
All alone, so alone, like a dog without a bone...
Karen mashed her *** into the mattress. "Carlos, we must flee Kibera tonight because our lives are in danger. Carlos!"
   "What? I was someplace else in my brain."
  "Get with the program you grease-ball and see the indentations that I've made in this mattress with my ***!"
   "Is it that serious?"
   "You betcha! This mattress will never bounce back."
The cure, preventative & treatment to stop the malignant process that is crab cancer has been known & extraordinarily well-documented since the publishing in 1902 of Edinburgh University embryologist John Beard's "Trophoblastic Thesis on Cancer." There's one scurvy & there's one cure. Its cure is vitamin C. There's one pellagra & there's one cure. Its cure is vitamin B3 (niacin). There's one cancer & there's one cure. Its cure is vitamin B17 (amygdalin).
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,"๏ปฟ 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.
โ€œBefore taking the apricot seeds, I could feel a couple of small lumps in my *******. Within a couple of months the lumps were all gone and have not returnedโ€ฆ
โ€œI have been using Apricot Seeds for a little more than 2 years and believe they have made a big difference in my health. Before taking the apricot seeds, I could feel a couple of small lumps in my *******. Within a couple of months the lumps were all gone and have not returned.
I continue to take the apricot seeds every day and believe they along with whole grains, fruits, vegetables, avoiding red meat and seafood without fins and scales, and eating as organically as possible is responsible for the change in my body.
Edgar Casey had a vision of what he believed were almonds and that they prevented cancer. I believe Casey actually saw apricot seeds and mistook them for almonds because they look similar.โ€
Carol Loguisto
Nassau, New York

โ€œB17 still continues to save his life every day...
โ€œWe were skeptical when our holistic vet advised B17 therapy to our German Shepherd Baron, who was diagnosed with advanced hemangiosarcoma or blood cancer and given two weeks to live. It's now been 7 months and he's still with us. B17 still continues to save his life every day.โ€
Mary Smith
Oakland, CA

โ€œI tell everyone that I talk to about the natural cure for cancer, which is Apricot seeds, just another gift of God...
โ€œIn 2004 I went to my Dr. and had skin cancer removed from my face and back. The cancer on my face was determined to be basil cell but the one on my back came out to be melanoma. Since that time they have returned and the Dr. wanted to do more removal but I decided to try natural remedies.
In September of 2005 I found information about Apricot seeds and Vitamin B17. I started eating the seed and taking Vitamin B17. The cancer on my face was red and sore but today the redness is gone and also the soreness.
The most remarkable part is the melanoma on my back is getting smaller. Once I decided to use Apricot seeds and Vitamin B17, I also started reading my Bible more and using the Bible versed that were given me. My health has improved and my worries about cancer were given to God.
I tell everyone that I talk to about the natural cure for cancer, which is Apricot seeds, just another gift of God.โ€
Fred Davidson, Age 62
Independence, MO
There are 2 major vitamin-deficiency diseases that cause suicidal depression. One is beriberi. It's a chronic vitamin B1 deficit and the other malady is pellagra, which causes a melancholia that's even worse. Pellagra (sour skin) is a vitamin B3 deficit known for it's 3-D's: diarrhea, dermatitis, dementia.
There are 2 major vitamin-deficiency diseases that cause suicidal depression. One is beriberi. It's a chronic vitamin B1 deficit and the other malady is pellagra, which causes a melancholia that's even worse. Pellagra (sour skin) is a B3 deficit
The Suzy Berlinsky Happy Showย ย Nov 2017
You look like a woman.

Summerย ย Nov 2017
**** okay?

The Suzy Berlinsky Happy Showย ย 
You should have a baby, just as an experiment.

Summerย ย 
what the hell is your problem ****
Let's not interrupt the New World Order as soon we'll be able to visit Mexico without leaving Florida. Once I return from Wal-Mart things'll be altogether Sears-like. The primary source of pigs is bacon.
While I am in the tub, soapin' up my swollen dinger, you are on the
phone with John Travolta talking like old **** wiper Debra Winger
1: โ€œWhat do you mean, first line, chapter 1, 'I was boning a ****** when the phone rang'?โ€ Several centuries later: I was wringing the neck of a delicious chicken for a chicken dinner when I fell to the floor where 2 of my legs broke off & so I couldn't do a chicken-killing chore that I needed a bare minimum of 2 legs for & 2 of my legs fell off & I couldn't do a chore that I needed 2 of my legs for -- Why do you lock your doors? Why? Are you enforcing a border? Have you set boundaries? Why are you so selfish? Who's the lesbian now? Ha?
  Why must everybody who's ever-present slither like snails in ditches? In the dark Isabella Fiorella Elettra Giovanna Rossellini's elderly **** needs probed. The lives of Roman proctologists demand **** probing! Probe us coma toad Comey, robe-free!
โ€œWhat do you mean, first line, chapter 1, 'I was boning a ****** when the phone rang'?โ€ Several centuries later: I was wringing the neck of a delicious chicken for a chicken dinner when I fell to the floor where 2 of my legs broke off & so I couldn't do a chicken-killing chore that I needed a bare minimum of 2 legs for & 2 of my legs fell off & I couldn't do a chore that I needed 2 of my legs for -- Why do you lock your doors? Why? Are you enforcing a border? Have you set boundaries? Why are you so selfish? Who's the lesbian now? Ha?
  Why must everybody who's ever-present slither like snails in ditches? In the dark Isabella Fiorella Elettra Giovanna Rossellini's elderly **** needs probed. The lives of Roman proctologists demand **** probing! Probe us coma toad Comey, robe-free!
โ€œWhat do you mean, first line, chapter 1, 'I was boning a ****** when the phone rang'?โ€ Several centuries later: I was wringing the neck of a delicious chicken for a chicken dinner when I fell to the floor where 2 of my legs broke off & so I couldn't do a chicken-killing chore that I needed a bare minimum of 2 legs for & 2 of my legs fell off & I couldn't do a chore that I needed 2 of my legs for -- Why do you lock your doors? Why? Are you enforcing a border? Have you set boundaries? Why are you so selfish? Who's the lesbian now? Ha?
  Why must everybody who's ever-present slither like snails in ditches? In the dark Isabella Fiorella Elettra Giovanna Rossellini's elderly **** needs probed. The lives of Roman proctologists demand **** probing! Probe us coma toad Comey, robe-free!
Also used by people on the internet who think it means baby, sweetie etc.
Bae I love u so much

Brian, my bae

I just made a bรฆ
#bae #honey #bรฆ #*** #danish
by Volvopigen January 29, 2014
President Trump consistently does not wear wide leather neck ties with hand-painted Balinese dancers on them. What are President Trump's grievances with leather tanners & wide neck tie manufacturers & when is he going to bomb Bali?
Japan {Japon}: Where the Japanese live their defiant lives speaking from their hedonistic mouths, from their diagnostic tongue upon Godless isles. The chirping of college birds โ€œman man manโ€ giving wide berth to โ€œdude dude dudeโ€ making one pine for โ€œthe devil made me do itโ€ & โ€œlet me crunch the numbers.โ€ Another shift is over: it's time to make a desperate telephone call. I want to bald from the sides & work to the top. Three's no ministry that crimps less than it crumbles. Our soap-operish lives give meaning to romantic complexities (or complications). Once our women are tattooed, they must be classified properly. Proper tattooing facilitates to process old women; blonde ones too.
My lover & I danced in the garden like a mafioso who got a pardon
for bank robbery, ****** & ****-******* a judge with a **** hard 1
and, for butcherin' a pig for a trial verdict that was legally hard won
Bush, though dead, still had enough common sense to know the difference between a dog collar and a cat comb. "Listen!" She commanded in demoness form: "I'm a dude-worthy ex-lady who has talons for finger-nails and more ***** friends than I need!" Later, after a million rectums were examined by ex-proctologists who rafted to Key West from Havana, Papa Bush laid down some mean jazz grooves that made dead skanks want to live again.
โ€œYou'll not butcher this kitten!โ€ She exclaimed forcefully. The butcher looked at her with steely eyes. โ€œI will **** that kitten and drink its blood!โ€ He said. โ€œHold on there a minute!โ€ George Bush hollered. โ€œMy wife will **** you if I tell her to.โ€ Barbara lifted her leg to scratch where it was itchy when Jeb walked in. โ€œWhat's going on?โ€ Jeb asked. โ€œThis butcher thinks that he can butcher kittens in front of me!โ€ Barbara explained. โ€œThat's not right!โ€ Jeb whimpered. Barbara took Jeb's manly hand. โ€œSon,โ€ she whispered, โ€œyour father and I have always been deeply in love with each other a lot.โ€ Jeb looked directly into Barbara's 2 eyes. โ€œI know, Mother, but I have the hots for ******* women.โ€
โ€œYou'll not butcher this kitten!โ€ She exclaimed forcefully. The butcher looked at her with steely eyes. โ€œI will **** that kitten and drink its blood!โ€ He said. โ€œHold on there a minute!โ€ George Bush hollered. โ€œMy wife will **** you if I tell her to.โ€ Barbara lifted her leg to scratch where it was itchy when Jeb walked in. โ€œWhat's going on?โ€ Jeb asked. โ€œThis butcher thinks that he can butcher kittens in front of me!โ€ Barbara explained. โ€œThat's not right!โ€ Jeb whimpered. Barbara took Jeb's manly hand. โ€œSon,โ€ she whispered, โ€œyour father and I have always been deeply in love with each other a lot.โ€ Jeb looked directly into Barbara's 2 eyes. โ€œI know, Mother, but I have the hots for ******* women.โ€
Let us relate our police beatings with recollections recounted hazily
while even at 70 Barbi Benton's 32 teeth will fit in her mouth lazily
like 2 cottage-cheese thighs that in her dotage she exposes brazenly
in the company of Hugh Hefner who expends **** broads cravenly
which ain't too much unlike hairy tramps cravin' a clean-shaven me
or needs enumerated by gay coal miners in a coal-mine-cave-in plea
Because not every black lesbian is a connoisseur of elderberry wine
there is chardonnay, Merlot & Syrah for Y.W.C.A. diners who mine
Which end of it do you want? I want the bitter end of it because the
bitter end of it is where nothing is, when doll Barbie toys with Ken.
It smells like **** and it tastes like ****. What is it? It's ****. I thought so. George Bush was cremated, ยฝ his ashes were flushed down the toilet while the rest were mixed with marijuana and smoked by *******. "Here's to the good times!" George Washington said to Martha as he mounted her smallest ******. And although Abe L. was no stranger to hand-washing, he just couldn't scratch without crutches. "I'll take gonorrhea for 400, Alex."

I felt so very much alone at Dairy Queen till the hot ice cream girly girl cried, "Easy lover boy while I relieve the tension in your bone."
I shall always dimly remember my whorish girlfriend's lard ***-end especially when, to pick up her stolen Suzuki keys, she had to bend over in a ghetto crack house where we squatted like gay Democrats.
It smells like **** and it tastes like ****. What is it? It's ****. I thought so. George Bush was cremated, ยฝ his ashes were flushed down the toilet while the rest were mixed with marijuana and smoked by *******. "Here's to the good times!" George Washington said to Martha as he mounted her smallest ******. And although Abe L. was no stranger to hand-washing, he just couldn't scratch without crutches. "I'll take gonorrhea for 400, Alex."
Lay off Barky & stop pulling Oinky's tail! My donut's none of your business. You'll never **** anyone with that gun. I never seen people like you. Let's fix our sights so it's one bullet per ******,
one ****** per outrage, one outrage per day.
   First revision: Repent ye ******* sinners! Repent before the Lord.
   โ€œIt's a sewage-treatment plant in name only!โ€ I yelled as
chief picket. โ€œOur sewage isn't getting humane treatment!โ€
   โ€œWhat is this ****?โ€ Executive T. Erd questioned.
   โ€œYou see!โ€ I said. โ€œThat's just the top of the iceberg!โ€
{He's just in time for the holidays, Holiday Xmas Boy!}
Grover Cleveland, president, conversational tidbits in the Cleveland household when Grover {born Stephen} was young:
   โ€œHey Grovy, groovy knife!โ€
   โ€œThanks, I stole it from a neighbor.โ€
   โ€œGroovy.โ€
โ™จ "The Trilateralist Commission is international...(and)...is intended to be the vehicle for multinational consolidation of the commercial and banking interests by seizing control of the political government of the United States. The Trilateralist Commission represents a skillful, coordinated effort to seize control and consolidate the four centers of power - political, monetary, intellectual,๏ปฟ and ecclesiastical." โ€” Barry Goldwater (1909 - 1998), U.S. Senator
Trans-national entities whip horse dung into curdled cottage cheese
while denying rescue inhalers to asthmatics enjoying a bad wheeze
so as to avail publicly purpled aureolae of ready women who tease
Summer is nearly here & the time to pluck unwanted ***** hair. Like grass growing thru cracks in asphalt, worms boring through eye sockets & cheerleaders doing their physical best to keep fans from giving a **** about the game, I embrace summer-time w/moistened lips @ the ready.
THE CIVIL RIGHTS OF MOVEMENTS โ€” My ******* create rounded ripples when my lard *** tipples. Progeny isn't propagated from masturbatory (homosexual) coitus. Surely, slit-eyed โ€œgamblerโ€ Kenny F. Rogers has made accommodations for his round-eyed replacement? [โ€œI have all the patience in the world, it's just that waiting bugs me!โ€ โ€” Proclaimed โ€œVice President in Charge of Treason for KAOSโ€ Conrad Siegfried (played by Bernie Kopell) of T.V.'s Get Smart] Bob Hope's mistresses don't collect pensions: Marilyn Maxwell (1921 โ€“ 1972) & Barbara Lee Payton (1927 โ€“ 1967).๏ปฟ Broad-beamed broads, of desperate temperament (in frantic straits), will prostrate before part-time (even unemployed) garbage men. Dear Movie Executive-Type: It's true Nick that I arrived in the ****** of time. Why are America's twenty-somethings fixated on suicide, tattoos, piercings, zombies & vampires?
Aubrey Beardsley lived on 28 muffins per week, as he couldn't find
a queer doughnut shop when Rutland's weather was gloomily bleak
Beautiful butterfly flying above crystal-blue water, you made me so
happy by pausing so that I could smash you flat with my fly swatter
On the porch I was wildly horrified from this haunted-house fear as
Grandma struck me with cheer over her **** so sharp & **** so near
to my rock-hard-pronghorn projectile & manly, wedding-tackle gear
โ€œAt the bottom of the finest menu is offered wren mignon, captainโ€
a crew man proffered, before his wife got pimped by Peter Lawford
A million dead love-birds littered my dream-life & dream- girlfriend
after I epoxied her pate beyond the apex of the fore-crown's top end

The night that my teeth were stolen. 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: โ€œDid they steal your genitals too?โ€ to which I answered, โ€œI don't have genitals.โ€
was an American Big Band-era singer born in the Bronx, New York City. She had a number of hits with Larry Clinton and his Orchestra. After her marriage she and her husband became involved in radio.
โ€œTurn off the gas valves. I'm coming home in a wiener truck!โ€
   โ€œAlright, I'll have your guns loaded & *****-trapped to **** you.โ€
   โ€œThanks Marge. I'm probably going to change my ****** orientation 17 times between here & Monroeville.โ€
   โ€œSounds good. Eat a chipmunks that looks like me.โ€
   โ€œI will.โ€
It'll be beautiful when the cast of The Partridge Family is dead, because then there will be a Partridge family concert in heaven.
because you can be wasted sans malicious intent or California spite
or same **** *** lying on the ****-same sameness in **** sun light
Next page