You are a Marylander? S. Hoyer? You carpool to DC?

After reading your back letters: `What a "wow char"?

A car? A rusted tin-can-jalopy? Ya rouse from sleep!

You a good speller? You spell 'char' or meant clunker?

A unreliable car? I can't spell, spiel. Or, can I punctuate.

You have a full refrigerator? Tortilla chips, home-brews,

You say:`Life is Goog. I agree. Ya got one wreck car two?

Ya need manicured fingers to rob a icebox? O No gibberish.

Say: baba, baba, yaw, heehaw, and I'm dead serious at heart.

A true Marylander NO wear infantile eye shade sunglasses + rage.

You don't need lipstick, orthodontist eye contacts, or a therapist.

Ask Elmer Fudd the truth. Elvis. Clint Eastwood or Lawrence Welk.

Matter-of-fact, I'm not certain a person needs to know how to read blogs.

All one needs to know is how to say:`Can I have another doenut and a beet.

A person hides, and wanders off somewhere to cry.

The grieved hears a conscience whisper what terrifies,

the cry turns to giggles, then sobs, heave from depths,

and one nervously wonders,

where can I go and hide?

Nowhere. Tell someone?

Instead memory pounds,

a vain attempt to repress,

Where is there help? Oy!

Instead, silence torment.

For, to act otherwise, Ah.

Be open, honest, direct,

OR, it's too frightening?

Oops. O well, O rejoices.

Thank. yes preciousness.

Ay this is just for my self.

O. It don't mean Nothing.

O. Happy for redemption.

To pass off as a American?

I'd rather be a real human.

You know what I hate so very much?

When a cabbie does a farmer rocket.

I hate rickshaw drivers sometimes.

Especially when it drifts on my suit.

Ya have to use the old shirt sleeves.

Didn't your parents tell you a nose can implode?

So can a human's heart blow-up and burst within.

Hope to awake before we/me die? Yawn. Go sleep.

Sweet dreams. It's so easy to stop breaths. Inhales.

Need a hanky? It's very vital to be clear and honest.

Crooks can't whitewash the crimes. Ya need bleach?

You got scars in the heart? Forearm? Do they match?

I mean:`Repress horrible wrongdoing, a heart aches.

You may die at any moment. Elvis was taking a dump.

I'd be easier to be ready and pass off in blissful sleep.

No worry. Ya ready. Guilt can be false. Moral guilt kills.

Believe in well being, right livelihood, Ay moral upright.

Peace. Have a great heart. What a silly name, Ya bignose.

Mr. Chertoff? Yes. He e- mails those he gets annoyed at... QUIT.

But, of course,

he is discreet.

Wear Ya sock,

shirts. shush.

ugh. O sushi.

.... I'd roll up the smelliest sock you do got?

Each time a sleepy criminals yawn, toss socks.

If this keeps up:` We may see temper tantrums.

The White House loves misery. Watch then cluster.

When we see them relive themselves of a foul loads?

NO no gonna smell 'um. I Pledge spray Lysol fragrance.

OR lemon furniture shoe polish. So, for good balancing,

OY! and good News Muck racking, you lawyers deserve,

AY! a modicum of annoyance from a relived commenter.

The White House stinkers are awful foul. Who baby sits?

None deserve to walks inside the defiled Nations Home?

I mean: Until thee janitors sprays a disinfectant liberally!

I'll gladly donate a nozzle bottle of:`Allclenz Top Spray.

It's a Rx# VAMC flush spray for debris. Ay. Dermal care.

ALLCLENZ Wound Cleansers and big boxes of bandages.

~

Thank harpie and Jebbie.

Visit war paraplegics who ca.'t get out of a George Washington Hospital bed at DC's Foggy Bottom.

Visit schizophrenics. war traumatized, dioxin stillbirth children, wear leather spats and ride a Harley Davidson.

Drive to The New Jersey Turnpike and give away $100 bills to pole-tax-booth, low-wage friendly highway clerks.

Ignore your pals suicide ideations. Jab hopeless False Scribe pundit-drip-spurts in the ribs. But no break their ribcage.

Go to the VA and help spray wound debris from war wounds. Feed the blind, and those who had arm limbs amputated.

No dance with Mr. Rove.

No lie to inflicted neocons.

No pull the cord of lawyers.

Help clip nails of DOJ's staff.

Help foul Rush L. brush teeth.

Guzzle 2- thimbles of brandy.

Sip 4- 55- stolen gals of crude

Drink caster bean lubrication oil.

Grease palms of hands and kiss up?

No stick chew-gum under hospital bed.

Ask the new Attorney General to wash up.

He may still own a nickel dime laundromat?

Ask for a fold white collar fold sheet & sock job.

Play a harmonica at the bedside of terminally ill.

Play Carol King's Home Again or `My Darling Clementine.

Whisper baba, baba, baba, in a ear of one in pancreatic pain.

Tap in the VA lavatory? Hum gently a Willie Nelson oldies lullaby

Locate all the orphans and read them a Dr. Zeus book? A black bible?

Be merciful, and peel onions in the DC soup kitchen close to Foggy Bottom.

Wear rhine stone sparkling cowpoke boots. Ten Gallon Hat and beg for coins.

Play `We wish you a Merry Hanukkah, Red Nose Drunk Polecat Skunk, Red Nose Rudolph.

And shop at farmer markets in : Somalia, Iraq, Afghanistan, Vietnam, Rwanda, Pakistan, India, --and Narcissism. huh. on and on...

beets, kale, cauliflower, doughnuts, Kools.

No run in DC sidewalks with the chain saw.

How you doing shooter242. Ya take a beet?

Free beets, calm lettuce mix, and few berry.

shooter242. You a vet? My, give-u pedicure.

Serious. I have a country friend Veterinarian.

You want an appointment? Hows New Years?

about 12;00 o-clock? You sips decaf coffee?

Jim White. Carol King. Listen again and again?

Jebbie's select old goodies are good for barns.

While shoveling replay: Ay. Carol King melody.

Home Again. Play over and over again? okays.

She ask:`Who gonna comfort me today? hmm.