Clumsy Chicks aBlonding

What if I failed to observe that X1Ares test they Newly-Cleared upon my perceptive influences late this week...What for is this will not to understand? I didn't WANT to notice it. I went out of my pay NOT TO PLAY their game for 2-3 hours after the very first time they postponed it for another 2-3 days when I played their postpone for that group of 2-3 hours.

And the Horrendous HUMPH is against us all.

For when I saw the needle like aparatii the first time through, I was quickly reminded of the 25 bucks they claimed was "all we'd need" for the first round for immunizations to get around to coming to our neck of the woods where we were informed a mightier and more definitive $100 for a shot would make it a more and dependably TRUSTworthy immunization for deployment into the shoulders and arms of a more robust person to claim immediate diss of life from it's entrapments.

So the second time I was failed in being pleased to see another missile abrusively abrupted from the space of time promised, I pondered...yet how many millions of hours of life are being unplugged from viewing a president's PHONIER pretense to laugh at our ruthless will to see that much footage against HIS heads will for more power in the dollar every time we fail to see him redress and plunder yet another phonier attempt to passageur a bill that should NEVER have been purpose for yet a over the "NET" possiblurts out of Pelosi's triumphantly'd NANCYier NECK than thoust.

We be had in both veins of / by the juggular folks, and we haven't yet heard the message. But we implore our SPACEY traipse to invigorate us as IF it supplied any with a continuuing notion that we were once lead by a more robust and virile and trustworthy group of men and (natch) fewer women to have to dependably lie to us.

Never fails. We get their head, and they purpose yet only the heart.

(PS, the foto? when I found her, she had no clothes WHATsoEVER neither: I drew them onto her for fear of the diss of not wanding her need for clothing too now)

a WORD for the TWITTER'd Blogspottery

I love Twitter. And while I'm sure I know why, that's not what matters. But I wonder how it be that I can't ever find any of my personal friends there. They don't want that much need to communicate with worlds of words and impressions of the instant thinkerry devolving there. They want more than just 140 splaces to align entire congruent statements, and not spliced up and partings 1/2-er'dtz.

I will a helm'd splace be aligned for all facebookers who routine use the same mentality...and just let them place their minds into neutral or auto-pilot, so they can get used to how Twitter DEMANDS just a few bits of moments to retrieve an also immediate comment.

But and HOWEVER...it's the phoney will not to will others to see one's percieved an private comments that they'd prefer held at bay...but for me and my thoughts...we will server aTWittErtz, and that's THAT.

NO, That Last Blogg'd ART wast NOT a contribution of MOVIE dome from past missed lakes

But what if it waddles down to the tip of the old gnarphtlikkn penile implanter and grabs your thought patterns to put you entirely out of commissionry? We'd all like to tell how we handled the need for gettin out of THOSE KINDS OF SCRAPES, now wouldn't you fellerz? Now wouldn't you like to know just how SOMEONE ELSE gets outta that kinder sit-chur-aShuntz? Well, I'd rather hear it from some ole GEEZER than some fresh pert head that never had a zoomer in 'z WHOLE ENTIRE LIFE SPAN...

Widow and Valleys against Textuating Craftsmanship

Drives me nuts when the constituent BLOGSPOT can't let me utilize the trappings for avoiding the WIDOWS and excessive text where it don'ts look right. They can't even let me kern a little cozy for an additional image to be added by myself.

No offense. But its make'n me think they don'ts know what they want from me neither.

SMITTEN by PRODUCTIONS but not ART with TRUTH

--I don't want to do anythang irrespectablurt for not regarding the need to have an ad on my blog be just too unsavory a dis...for welp, who wouldnt' want for gettn paid? But whay CAIN't i? as an artist provide my own simple an less costier ads that approve for WHAT I prefer to utilize and claim for a brain against devolved servitatude to/for the likes of any program er product that might not be what I've been used to hollarin about?
--But suppose my EVEREADY need went beyond the life of All batteries all together forever...cuz we'z to be spunked out of uzing THAT kind of energy in zuhrt hopes for MAKING us all be solar storage fiends...like THAT'll have any value when the sun doesn't come up for the polar cites all know what 5 months w/o solar powering energy be like. And what if the earth turned just too slowly for running out of steam...and can't get us that amount of sun for light rays any more than even every 89 hours, supposing even if it didn't rain during the whole time it WAS providin sunrays to this haunt of the woods of the life of the southwestern side of tanks for nuttings.
--So now whatter yuh do? I've been might mighty proud to have those few little gizmos that let me keep tinkering with the toys of recorders and hifi radios the hand can still chum w while runnin (the one's you can hold up into whatever the directions so the signal comes stays in the trained line so's one can just hear it all while it's hapnin)...and the flashlights that I like the design for the best...are the ones with the batteries that energize themselves thru that ole conventions type of marshalling the elements for batteries USED to come one need at a time...and never in the grappling groups they are coming up with now to demand one purchase more than the expiration date can ever tolerate with wisdom .
--So's you can make up your own brain on this now. I just wanted to be hospitably non allergenicted against gain...by provided some art nobody ELSE needs to come up with just so I can claim my site has some useful ner impetus against the holier faces you get to see that garner Kabillion dollars just for a power to see some stiff set of words hangin round about ther edgerees.
--Saves times, and I made my point. But I 'd rather draw the bodies and frames of minds and crafts that linger to promote the souls health and cheer...but thems that draw don't draw what I want to see to say it better than they would...for THAT's what I was trained to do and my schoolin all focus'd onto that perspective for learning by the drawins of somebody that cared enough to ask questions of where and how it would be come more clearly understood. That's a fact...I have that skill, talent, whatever you prefer not to call what you don't want to learn I really do well for.
--That's all I was about to say , and now I have said so. ANY body want me on THEIR team where life is USED to being understood by experienced drawn from observations...or you just want and prefer to keep gulliblurt at what you just THINK you prefer not to have to learn by someone else's study and dedication that you think be against what you WANT to know?

NOPE but I will Pay them when SAFE from YOU AC types

NO, I don't get paid for this block, and because of that ...I can't pay that feller up there what he might get for draggin anyone to this site just for the looker-seen. So Don't unsubstantiate the facts sir...I was never against paying anyone and I do know (where as I taught the academically required COPYRIGHT LAW class twice a semester for 8 years) where my rights lay. And when I dicker it will be with trade unseen by the likes of you ambulance chasing b-tards that claim your pay just for being to swank at peacemaking pretense.

Copyright nuance cannot claim my fact of swerver for THIS be TheCharity and now you know what I am not. I be no Charity. But, I have sure been required to make my own art availablurt to too many of the likes of you head-hunter-eee types to not point a finger back-atch-yuh'd.

HOW I HATE STIFF LEVIS

Would you believe if I told you I know WHY they are stiff. They are just too darned for clean. But if I don't clean them, they won't be stiff. But we can't have that now, can I?

But when you do have clean ones, and keep 'm that way, they loose the 'darlin' B-9 Blue that 'goes wit' pert everthang. Then again, if they get too fadin out they just loosing charm AND Stiffness.

Now if I add that sofft'ner stuff...sure thang---they WILL be softer but they won't be smooth and rough anymore and anywho...the softner stuff wares 'm down too quick and I get a hole right where nuthin matters. Ain't that a quack!

But iff'ns I dont' use that swell smelly soff'tner stuff my guts will bust out of the tip of my brain and the pant leg won't cover up that big ole white sock that's always hoggin the ankle area.

How's that for unfair? But whatever'd you gots you gots to have CLEAN levis, I be proof pert. They make you clean and obedient to thrift, cuz the whole operation for getting one tiny slimey little cent outta one o them pockets when there oh too tight...ruins all the angles and hefty packaging maneuvers right out the gizzard. Gotta preplan for having your jacket with lots o pockets if yer gunna wear Clean Levis EVER MORE.