Disgruntled bantard. Probably.
Disgruntled bantard. Probably.
Now go away.
Poor attempt at industrial espionage. Something a fat secret-agent might come up with.![]()
Now go away.
Beer bbl
Benjamin swallowed JP in an intrinsically self-consuming abstract act of rhetoric.
Since then JP has refused point blank to make a re-emergence, based on the disapproval of his existence in the foirst place.
Kids today.
Then it's worse than I thought.
I had assumed, being of a more literal mind, that ben had quadriplegicised JP with his shiny bandsaw and placed him lovingly into a box made from a recently felled cedar.
If this is all JP's doing, then I fear for the future. The Scotch are notoriously stubborn wrt abstract acts of rhetoric.
That's weird. I just listened to a song called Do You Wrong from an album called Three Chords and the Truth.
obtw, i put those bewks onto kind les but I enjoyed the one about robots so much, I started reading another book about robots
I'm nervous about it, to tell the truth. One of two things happen when I read a new author, I'll either hate it or I'll like it and then have to read absolutely everything he's ever written.
And he's written poetry![]()
It's not real poetry, though. It's poetry for people like you. And I haven't raped you with any of his poetry so you can call the poetry rape police off right fucking now.
I'd be disappointed if you couldn't rattle through a simplistic autobiographical anti-poetic piece in your sleep, like.
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