oh hey... look wh' is 'ere...
a davy jones type...
    remember that geezer
and the love of his life?

imagine!
it will take but one generation!
and probably several
honour killings...

but the same preaching echoes
back into the muslim lands...

should i be concerned?
i've been watching the current
world championships in london
in the athletics...

and i'm also reading an article
about, ahem, millenial women
who don't want to leave it too late
single (✓) - ambitious (✓) -
    career orientated (✓) -
        want babies by 35 (✓✓) -

oh sure, all of them are... beauties...
trip myself, have a mike tyson's
set of teeth worth a million dollar smike...
wanna see a trick?
   i can stick my tongue out through
clenched teeth...

    pretty much a blonde fest of flesh...
pale, aenemic -
  dated one of them:
  she thought that having a sun-tan
was for farmers or workers...
   some weird fetish for vampirism
from the 19th century vicotrian fairground...

reading this article is like asking
  the white rabbit for the time
   or the mad hatter for:
   something i don't quiet remember?

ah... but i've seen something...
   this is how it works...
                d'uh, basic eugenics...
(a) white    +  (b) asian =
            (ab) child,
(ab)  +    (a) =        (c) white
           (ab) + (b) =   (d) asian
know your alphabet you *******
theological mongels of baghdad?!
   who are you threatening?!
i'll give you an example:

                             nafissatou thiam...

you been watching the world athletic
championship, that currently happening
in london?
  
   you've actually seen nafissatou thiam?
these days i'm as about as attracted
to my own ethnic female partner,
    or any white girl for that matter -
as i am to a pornographic picture...
            o.k. whatever, just give me an *******
my ***** having been filling up
for the past month,
   i feel as agitated as a woman menstruating.

you've seen nafissatou thiam?!
    **** me... oi oi, 'ere comes that davy jones
madman.

crisis? what crisis? i don't feel castracted -
i don't feel neurotic -
           i feel what a feel:
      a tickling in my ***** and a hidden
laughter in my heart...
   o.k.: i do care about the pedigree of dogs,
i greatly admire german dogs,
   i do care for the purity of certain
german breeds...
    but the exchange of "ideas" between
dogs is... well... rather limited...
man was always a mongrel in the realm
of ideas... mind:
    
   have you seen nafissatou thiam?!