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i am a manipulative
calculating
mother fucker
the food's not bad
the pros all showed up
for vdday prime rib. g got hers
u know i love it n it would just fall right out my ash so i did not partake. they sell out, every time... i know it meant something that larry was pissed about the size of leftovers. mat made 70-90 pounds of mr Hamilton's cow, last night... of course it was small. it was the only way matt could have enough to handle all the sparechange requests... and while it may have appeared... i lost a few games of pool... every time i lost, i remember every shot... these men, did not deserve to lose n that manner... a pro with 4 balls out... sigh... didn't deserve to lose to an easy shot on the 8. not until i can beat em that way, with a house, stick. these men r my heroes and who do u think took the time, to teach me. where do y'all think i was trained to hit the 8ball in, on the break... good thing i been practicing.
sigh. anyway, larry asks me... how many friends do you have... scoff... he um... held up 2 thumbs and a cigarette, i dunno counted.
i started... craig... carey... bill... rod... chuck... but i forget everything and i meant to answer, with integrity... mosh, diesel, cat, rock... sigh... start, again and this went on n i wasn't sure whether i should use my toes, i mean come on... if even larry, ran out of thumbs, with that disgusting n questionable, cigarette... and he says, what about taoni, jonette, jack... i said, well larry... when you say friend... well, people use different tools of metering. i cannot speak as to some of these names. i can tell you, III WOULD DO... FOR THEM. i mean what else could i say. i just met my mother n father a month ago... gods only know what they think n feel. it never occurred to me to test them, or to ask. it's very much, a loaded question. i may b crazy, but it just makes me a better, "more interesting", friend.
people marry
through the internet
i had been speaking to g, 6mo before i met her, the day i banged her, the day before i moved her in... r... 5 days, maybe, i guess. felt like the next day. I'm just different that way. shyt i thought the water was running, again. i could swear i started it. um... she knew i was with more women than i counted, during that period and still, saw me, for me. funny... it's the only night in my life, i remember- using a spare jacket because i forgot mine. and y'all know how symbolic that was, for me.
i met a man, that night... a hotel mgr. he was the only staff, on duty... a bottle of chopin... smoother, than their belvedere... i already knew g was getting laid... and he had stories to tell... i believe he was more inebriated, than we were and it's funny... I'd have gotten drunk with many anonymous people at that time, but this man, i could tell, was special... and it's funny because to me, the challenge was over. I've seen naked women, before. you're all beautiful. never question it. it was no big deal. u never know how the smallest butterfly wings; the smallest gesture, will impact someone... she was climbing the walls. i may have got a shiner, she seemed so hostile, about ripping my clothes off... ummm... apparently the bottle wasn't empty because i remember wanting another sip um... we must have laughed with that man, til 4 a.m.
now that i think about it... he prolly owned the place. but anyway, it was a memorable, extremely pleasurable, freakish... well i was gonna say night, but was it, really? a difficult question to answer... i could not quantify my friends, for the man with... maybe i just forgot... I'm thinking blue eyes. i need to chill and g doesn't like, when i smoke n the bathroom; she keeps a spotless, house... that much pain... and she does her best. i wish i could- dust the blinds, for her.
larry bitched about the same palm tree she does... sigh... this is my life: metaphors n parodies
tweaker craig, who lives n my history, my footprints... my doc martin laceups because i cannot... was supposed to finish my landscaping chores. i hired someone who worked cheap because I'm cheap... said he would finish my yard for nothin. people change... if i hire someone else... how will he ever have the opportunity, to make good on his commitment. said he would do it for free... what he wants n i allow, r moot... but... he, must take the first step and I've walked in his shoes, before. those boots r steel toes; protection... from the elements n powers that be... however, they r extremely heavy... like 20lb, concrete blocks... i learned the difference between concrete and cement, yesterday, while throwing off 100lb sacks, of portland, as a kid n knew nothing about learning, but know how priceless, knowledge, uncorrupt power; pure love (is uncorrupt power) n wisdom are, today and i forget everything, but never forget how hard the first step, can be. if i hire someone else... it means i have forgotten a good heart, i intend to help... when tweaker craig, "comes around"... larry just doesn't know the backstory... and there r things, he has trouble, discussing, "larry... can we talk about the dog now"
-NO
and he goes on, to continue, with innocuous comments about dozer; i don't believe he ever said his pup's name... larry forgets things (human)... dozer, was 7...
ummmmm ummmmmmm
-larry... what I'm going to say, is as seamless as what ur saying n i feel like i gotta say this, "you won't invest in the parcels being sold, under duress... u aren't interested in notes, or etf/equities /stock/investment plays because you're so fucking morbid and i know for a fact u just sold santa maria... mr scrooge... who just counts his silver and bullion... sigh... upsets me... i have issues... ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm shyt... oh... scares me to back read... ummm... ohohohohoh... o the dog... ummm yes...
- larry... i think we need to take dozer to guide's peak, before u get another AND... you morbid, mother f'er... u were freaked over one dog, when u continue on the path of gods... and now... u want 2... u gonna qualify, EVERYONE u meet as a 2 dog, only, lover... and expect them, to not already have a dog... this... this is madness... so let's... let us go for another drive, first...
cigarette bath chill
i am a manipulative
calculating
mother fucker
the food's not bad
the pros all showed up
for vdday prime rib. g got hers
u know i love it n it would just fall right out my ash so i did not partake. they sell out, every time... i know it meant something that larry was pissed about the size of leftovers. mat made 70-90 pounds of mr Hamilton's cow, last night... of course it was small. it was the only way matt could have enough to handle all the sparechange requests... and while it may have appeared... i lost a few games of pool... every time i lost, i remember every shot... these men, did not deserve to lose n that manner... a pro with 4 balls out... sigh... didn't deserve to lose to an easy shot on the 8. not until i can beat em that way, with a house, stick. these men r my heroes and who do u think took the time, to teach me. where do y'all think i was trained to hit the 8ball in, on the break... good thing i been practicing.
sigh. anyway, larry asks me... how many friends do you have... scoff... he um... held up 2 thumbs and a cigarette, i dunno counted.
i started... craig... carey... bill... rod... chuck... but i forget everything and i meant to answer, with integrity... mosh, diesel, cat, rock... sigh... start, again and this went on n i wasn't sure whether i should use my toes, i mean come on... if even larry, ran out of thumbs, with that disgusting n questionable, cigarette... and he says, what about taoni, jonette, jack... i said, well larry... when you say friend... well, people use different tools of metering. i cannot speak as to some of these names. i can tell you, III WOULD DO... FOR THEM. i mean what else could i say. i just met my mother n father a month ago... gods only know what they think n feel. it never occurred to me to test them, or to ask. it's very much, a loaded question. i may b crazy, but it just makes me a better, "more interesting", friend.
people marry
through the internet
i had been speaking to g, 6mo before i met her, the day i banged her, the day before i moved her in... r... 5 days, maybe, i guess. felt like the next day. I'm just different that way. shyt i thought the water was running, again. i could swear i started it. um... she knew i was with more women than i counted, during that period and still, saw me, for me. funny... it's the only night in my life, i remember- using a spare jacket because i forgot mine. and y'all know how symbolic that was, for me.
i met a man, that night... a hotel mgr. he was the only staff, on duty... a bottle of chopin... smoother, than their belvedere... i already knew g was getting laid... and he had stories to tell... i believe he was more inebriated, than we were and it's funny... I'd have gotten drunk with many anonymous people at that time, but this man, i could tell, was special... and it's funny because to me, the challenge was over. I've seen naked women, before. you're all beautiful. never question it. it was no big deal. u never know how the smallest butterfly wings; the smallest gesture, will impact someone... she was climbing the walls. i may have got a shiner, she seemed so hostile, about ripping my clothes off... ummm... apparently the bottle wasn't empty because i remember wanting another sip um... we must have laughed with that man, til 4 a.m.
now that i think about it... he prolly owned the place. but anyway, it was a memorable, extremely pleasurable, freakish... well i was gonna say night, but was it, really? a difficult question to answer... i could not quantify my friends, for the man with... maybe i just forgot... I'm thinking blue eyes. i need to chill and g doesn't like, when i smoke n the bathroom; she keeps a spotless, house... that much pain... and she does her best. i wish i could- dust the blinds, for her.
larry bitched about the same palm tree she does... sigh... this is my life: metaphors n parodies
tweaker craig, who lives n my history, my footprints... my doc martin laceups because i cannot... was supposed to finish my landscaping chores. i hired someone who worked cheap because I'm cheap... said he would finish my yard for nothin. people change... if i hire someone else... how will he ever have the opportunity, to make good on his commitment. said he would do it for free... what he wants n i allow, r moot... but... he, must take the first step and I've walked in his shoes, before. those boots r steel toes; protection... from the elements n powers that be... however, they r extremely heavy... like 20lb, concrete blocks... i learned the difference between concrete and cement, yesterday, while throwing off 100lb sacks, of portland, as a kid n knew nothing about learning, but know how priceless, knowledge, uncorrupt power; pure love (is uncorrupt power) n wisdom are, today and i forget everything, but never forget how hard the first step, can be. if i hire someone else... it means i have forgotten a good heart, i intend to help... when tweaker craig, "comes around"... larry just doesn't know the backstory... and there r things, he has trouble, discussing, "larry... can we talk about the dog now"
-NO
and he goes on, to continue, with innocuous comments about dozer; i don't believe he ever said his pup's name... larry forgets things (human)... dozer, was 7...
ummmmm ummmmmmm
-larry... what I'm going to say, is as seamless as what ur saying n i feel like i gotta say this, "you won't invest in the parcels being sold, under duress... u aren't interested in notes, or etf/equities /stock/investment plays because you're so fucking morbid and i know for a fact u just sold santa maria... mr scrooge... who just counts his silver and bullion... sigh... upsets me... i have issues... ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm shyt... oh... scares me to back read... ummm... ohohohohoh... o the dog... ummm yes...
- larry... i think we need to take dozer to guide's peak, before u get another AND... you morbid, mother f'er... u were freaked over one dog, when u continue on the path of gods... and now... u want 2... u gonna qualify, EVERYONE u meet as a 2 dog, only, lover... and expect them, to not already have a dog... this... this is madness... so let's... let us go for another drive, first...
cigarette bath chill
