I like words like : Puff, puff. BONK! ow.! Why? and "Now that's not right." chum.

There use to be a guy named, Theramenes.

He'd wonder why a deity didn't invent or put into motion a world with one size shoe ~ that would fit on either persons foot. apologies for teasing a dead man named Theramenes.

He may have thought:

There is nothing so supple and dangerous as those eccentrics arrogant thoughts. I agree. He was an Athenian rhetorician who could find arguments for either party.

Thermenes wasn't a very nasty cynic.

The yea attitude is...yes, much is ambiguous and faces both ways. A silver penny from a king ain't gonna help a gop in any era of history. Gold won't HELP! It will not be worth a dime when we clunk dead.

P.S.

When Reuben Boiling dies he must invent a shoe to fit on either foot. I love to see shoes on the wrong feet. However it seems almost impossible to inform a modern neocons/he looks just plain 'ole fancy-silly with no Socks on and shined up shoes pointing outward.

I agree. Some pinheads are mouthing the wrong point. Old books are riveting. Hay cowboys and gal pin-hat people! This place is great for thinking together. We can all be embarrased together here. It's all so fair. It is a lovely day. Bandito no. Buena.

no barn day, gracious. senora. gracious senorita.

I'm thinking YKW ought to run the United Nations, and ask li'l

buddy shrub-bush to read a clod's hopper borrowed GG book.

William T. worked in a library, and that cowpoke is muumuu non-sensitive. W.T. has sensitive skin from wearing Wall Mart's Pure Polyesters swim suits?

If he misses the dang holy rapture,

geezer, and maybe it already happened?

Itch.

We will need some good cooks for it's past dump time,

and it's (Itch) way past lunch time. I'm thirsty too.

I'm saving a rusty manure spoon for that. I tease.

I'm promising myself 39-more years. Stuffed or not.

Did you hear the one about the boy who bet he could do 242 jumping jacks on the picket fence? He was trying to get a easy dime?

At the library a drunk steals books about wine making, moaning and whining on scrolls, and dining elegantly.

He/she wished to be employed at a Wall Street Audit firm as a booking insider. He tried to work at the Bookings Institute and was rejected for offensive halitosis and nail-painted toe nails.

The gop troll in mention seeks fellow drunk-trolls to cook books?

Sad. He adds too much salt and pepper and is fired on the first day on the new job.

This is getting too silly.

Glenn is way too tolerant.

or, itss' Glen's right to be...

its a zit complex? a IT"s reporting that sporting a ghoul ungeraction or purfunk synagogue abstinance d'ont' moon nuthin' sumplaces.

a collage inculcation won'tt'ss gut it's. Its tooo stooped on turddies.

a college student regards the junior year as the fifteen grade?

I have bathed.

It's dump day.

me local garbage collector here.

me need bare money for tuenight's.

Instead, tie front green rotten teeth to a rope. Slam the bathroom door. Yes sir.

Snorer. Sit.

Spit the blood.

O, no swallow.

I'm out/over.

YKW has me hungry for a nutritious sunflower, olive oil, green house lettuce, spinach, and mizuna green salad with Vinaigre sauvage.

Lattuca latte.

O, calm greens.

Proximately Warning is preparing to tell bamage a funny joke.

Get those absorbing side-stitch, belly ache, Pamper baby, extra husky-large-size, panties ready. heh haw. no wee wow weep.

pinch a weenie.

pinch the lips.

no let yourself,

DRIP in the pants!

Who don't have a headache? Can I borrow a blue water bottle?

The GOPS are hunkered down. Weep. I see the monstrous shame.

Imbecility!

The GOPS are ill war criminals.

Imbecility!

O, Insanity!

O, the bloody punditry.

Dishonour them everyday.

It's unbearable to be hush.

Hay. What sad jokes. GOP's go.

Hubris. Disgust. Wankers. Vile.

Amen. ouch. Alleluia.

Soon Glenn will lend,

his moth bit mink coat.

It's a heyday for investing,

in draped coffin industries.

Ya's gotta agree. Wee nice?

DC vacates. The Texan mental wards fill up like sardines packed in those fishy smelling hospital psychiatric wards.

The Rove followers wish they had become psychologist and made more money than the false neocon neoconservatives in town such as Austin.

What a "strange" Glenn facilitated,

'shrink' wrap group this is today.

It's even free.

I believe it comes from Mucky algae sludge dumps, or from the DC's neighborhood neocons swimming pools? I can't be sure. It smells of chlorine and is bottles by the Coca Cola bottling company.

Test it. Never sip it.

It kills green plants.

It's chlorine pool water?

It's good for white teeth?

GOPS that weigh in over 399 pounds,

worried they are looking lean dressed,

in those fancy 'going to jail' stripes.

You agree? William Timberman wears no tie.

At lunch they discuss a theory:

The black gop in the water bottle?

It's just a fig? A figment imagination.

A GOP street performer can juggle fine,

they boast and show they can do dozens,

of juggle trick acts all simultaneously.

Drink water from the Green Spring bottle company.

Many other h20 company pour bleach in the plastic.

Why? There is often a mysterious duck flop inside.

Who knows how it got there. Toss in a white wafer?

O, Buy some Alika Seltzer.

Buy it in 144 gross sizes.

O, Madonna. por favour. merci.

No select P.W. as a vice mate.

O, What a dear material women.

O, but let's not have a national Madonna complex.

O, would that Madonna would run for the presidency?

I'd love to watch her dance this Spring in the Rose Garden.

A misfit high school pitcher rejected from a game?

You gotta be no a' throwing spitballs or screwballs?

Mercy. I gotta stop muttering here or I'll be barned.

I'm visited on-line by govmint. I'll go to the dump,

peacefully