On this Saturday only I and me supercomputer known as cray there’s one room in my mind my boudoir and my heart her name? Taya.
Mystery and daggers and cloaks and fire there was a time where Marines wore no civilian attire knives and capes winds and slaughter the shots of artillery and a revolutionists crier the wealthiest and the pauper look at me and say “that’s a man taken spoken for smitten and of the sea” in this morning […]
Okay, now, that all of the intruders are gone on my “blog,” I can tell you about the California DMV, Taya Kyle. “Oh,” said a man just now, “give me a break.” I’ll break you, I am thinking to myself silently while tapping this out. “I am sick, and tired,” I declare, in this narrative, […]
Box lunch at the Y?
In Texas, this is practically a proposal of the most serious intent however I am in CA. -Robert L. Black
Since 2007 when I became a paying customer of WordPress dot com my sister-in-law has been conspiring with my nuclear family to murder me. -Robert L. Black 2018 Post-Script: I do have every intent of proposing formal marriage to the widow Taya Kyle once the warcriminal Hilary Anne Haworth is apprehended and dealt with accordingly […]
Out of my mind smitten with Taya (pronounced “Tae-Yah”) Kyle. Or, if you are looking for buzzfeed, I do not utilize that particular application. Ma’am
Hell hath no fury like that of the woman scorned growing corn is legal Costello had babbit what do my ex-lady friends use to punish radio rabbit why neighborhood watch within their own dome cbs 100 meters and coercing me home
Or near my mistakes are my own, I hate this place I am not in jail I have not caught a case but not by your side I’m alone For: The widow Taya Kyle By: Robert LeVeck Black
“Uh, father,” I said, mocking the Warner Bros. (Spielberg, and his hit made for teevee movie, Duel) and her sister, “dot.” “Dad, Granpa is back. In the Peterbilt.” “Okay, you two clowns,” he grumbled, then elipised, “into the shelter.”
2003 RIOTS Iraq. I swung. With blackjack. “Did you.” He said,” “did you just kill that guy!” Mother still has “the” bookmark. “Is that an order!”
“I’m gonna to call him,” said the internal dialogue, “the greatest voice for gay rights. In history.” “Oh!” Apologize to Andrew Sullivan Photograph by:
“It’s dead. Gone,” said the man who slept with open eyes.” “Why did you wear a class c,” asked CW SQUIDPIG, a hospital corpman, “uniform?” “Why’d you!”
Is and or was a vehicle manufacturer. I do not care for that, Taya. I’m also still sweeping (HAH) and not ready for a face book. Joint account. Yet. Yes, yes, there are many Taya’s. With your lovely first name, and there are many with your surname, but only you can get me out of […]
“The widow Taya Kyle, know that the eyes of the world are upon me I do not wish that you plug me, nor would I doubt your acting is above glee, Anchorman 2 was supposed to be musical and Michael was the greatest dancer and see how I move proficiently hoping for limber to your […]
off the coast projecting power silently, I, Robert Black sneaking out the bow to see the glowing jellyfish in toe off the market from candace Clemons to the end I would think of my one, Taya Kyle, although I did not know her then After* two sailors (sprung from the decks the MA’s set off […]
“He was always meant to be a scout sniper. STA. Strategic Target Acquisition. His fat, mean Aunt lived above him. In a barn. Although, she wasn’t his Aunt. “Not really. He slept with his eyes open. And she ate. When he graduated from MCRD Parris Island, he went home. On recruiters assistance. He decided first: […]
Good morning. From everyone at The Simpsons!
Pint glasses. I couldn’t stop it. And was drunk! But we lived there. Who would care? “They take pint glasses. It’s their thing.” “Isn’t,” breathing through skin, “that like illegal?” “Damn right it is! But I’m just glad they are here. I might not see them. Ever.” “Ribbit. Oi.” “Listen, for intents and purposes out […]
started midsummer this year the dream? A turncoat US Marine Veteran purportedly selling periscopes to the UK and swearing Superfan allegiance to loyalists and crowns via the Royal Navy. Possibly fleeing to Canada he is assumed eagle killer of freedom, and extremely opposed to the right to bear arms I’m Anderson Cooper and he …is […]
“Star Trek: TNG was aired out of syndication, do you know how important time stamps are in Space travel!” “Yes!” said Sir Pat, “is your manager still asking you to close the deal?” “Yes!” “Ha!” “He’s miming it as we speak!” PRIVACY HARBOR: SNAPBUILD LLC “PAYDAYS HERE SORT OF …FLOAT AROUND”
“We made it,” said Marcus, “just barely.” “Made what,” I protested, irritably, “where? This is the middle goddamn nowhere!” Interval. “Are we lost!” “Beyond the reach of any man or God.” “Oh …Kay.” “Two cards,” Larjo said, pulling more gear than could fit from a dusty ALICE pack, “five on the table.” “I know how […]
And secrets and laces, I am trying to not become the riddler and fully understand far off engagements Emeralds that are green and tusks that are white dominion over animals and men who know how to fight happy landings to those in flight and good morning to her, this afternoon, and her light
Battlefield 2 Motor Engine Show Your Work Dearest the widow Taya, I have a confession. They did not hip-throw-me twice. They rolled me once, dragged me to the dead water of Martinez, California, then hip-tossed me into the surf. It was not chest deep but I was dazed when they throttled the baby in inches […]
The movie underway, Huey Lewis belts out lyrics from the song, “Hip To Be Square,” him and his wife of five years sit. Hand in hand, infant at home with a grandparent and or guardian. “…and I even cut my hair!” “That’s all I want. You, to cut your hair.” The man answered, turning to […]
Taya, I’d shoot the. Grey! Be right back. Semper Fidelis, -r.l.b
Goodnight! The next morning around oh, say 0417 or S-O. Jiminy-gosh! “What is it expendable tadpole? Of INTERPOL’s elite antipedophile chomo treatment team. I nodded, sleep walking. Interpole. “It’s an Eastern Diamond back,” hollered expendable person, not an LPO for sure but maybe an Master Sergeant, “coming down the Miramesa Apartment home [1.] chimney!” 1. […]
Goodnight! MUAH -rlb
When I walked back from the city I was pissed all 52 miles. “Live-well! Live-well,” I chattered, arriving, “live-well! I took a train.” There I met a man. Younger than me, but not by much, and dressed modestly. He carried a single book. He asked if I had read it. I chewed my sandwich. Wide […]
Imagine. A drop. Dew, or water dripping in an early morning from a rose then? Flip it. From vertical, to horizontal. Wing-shaped now throttle up the STOL really fast and the air flows over that wing creating lifffffttt
I’ve been “Engaged,” what is that! Not betrothed. I know, I know I’m not courting you, but honestly, I hope you enjoy this donewhat manic outburst of animal military complex fight or flight response, because you knock my socks off. Like hobbes No, I mean. I’ll be outbound until late morning, thinking with flashes of […]
“He says he’s not. You do know him?” Anaconda eater. “Everyone does,” said the elephant, “he wants a row.” “I read Bravo Two Zero. No-one leapfrogs watercans. Right?” “No. Well! Real life R6 would have training casualties, Titis.” Chris, an African elephant said nothing. “You named me, weird. Eyeballs.” I didn’t fall for it. Finally. […]
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That guy? Spacelaunch. There is a substituteWHO ARE THE MYTHBUSTERS Podracing champion stepfatherinlawalmost michael billeci [1.] REDHEADED MAXIM SCIENTISTS And Dr. Jonny Kim’s trusted armorer, Grant Imahara (sic) The first “family,” cold blooded enough to settle Martinez, California.
Let this digital documentation of both waves and photons be a reminder; all the silliness? The elephant and the unique-enough-to-pathetic-attempt-to monetize its none of that it’s a sheer cover atop an entirely to wonderful heated water feature in Marc Owen’s Alaska You’re the last thing I think and the first think I say each morning […]
I do a damn fine Reacher (CWO-5 and above)Voice! Lee Child is not some teevee show, clumsy English, and new york bound producerrrr
GIGO. GIGO! Garbage in, garbage out. Of you. Here’s a hypothetical mathmatical word problem. I want to express and have utmost respect for Andrew Jackson. I want to refer as such as President Jackson and or General Jackson however I am unable. Andrew Jackson. You? Call him 20
No, unpatriotic nerds [1.] Our largest export is culture ours you may enjoy cobsumption. Tobacco. Firearms! I need a drink Redbox says you can take a good selfie after a rental than a handi from melfi What! How you doin’ I’m with the cobras Oh, SpaceX you so craycray 5.1 teraflops lynchpin justin laylay. LeHew. […]
Or that many still need to hear positive things, and ears that EYEBALLS Click sir? “Cha-ching,” I hope she says, licking her lips, “presumptuous isn’t he.” Not to be too River Phoenix, but it’s attractive of me to truthfully say naval combat belongs to the navy and his “Death Ships,” belong in a museum. Navy. […]
76 years young, we have a letter!Tom. Tom! What goes in the middle. Tom. Oh, shit. Never anything? Wow, no I don’t have one and don’t are to get a headshot. We call them unintentional cranials. And they are rare. Very rare. They better be. Center mass.
that’s funny, Tyler and Jayson usually arrive by now Biff! TWO BIFFS
Put one pair of sunglasses on a single Batman Back To The Future “Okay,” said the late Audie Murphy*, “okay. I think I get Inside Amy Schumer.” He didn’t. “She hates jews?” She doesn’t. “Back To The Future. With your beau as the lead!” “She’s not Sienna Miller although the actress is lovely!” “Where is […]
“Dad. I can’t get sucked into the satellite!” “Try harder, Robert. And it is a dish!” “She sure is. Granpa is here. In the peterbilt.” Interval. “Shee’s real fine, my 409! She’s real fine my!” “Okay, you knuckleheads. Into the shelter.” Do not watch teeved direct teevee
Stevie. In a band. Jo Rowling wants him like CWO-5 on Reacher. His muse is s take no shit, cigar-smoking rough neck Gay Read The Dark Tower, all 8 availble at fine boomsellers every where, you homophobe! Even transgender people know I would work for congresswoman kristen beck “Bring you coffee?” Copper encased projectile “Ow! […]
“That was good work. New orders, for him.” “Yes.” “What is your name again?” “Commander Barrrrlloow. Chaplain Corps!” Cigarette smoke hung in the air. Salems. “I like you, Commander! You are much older than other commanders.” “I truly am! And I hunger.” “Hell let’s go to the mess tent!” 52 Area “Type one, whatever. Whatever! […]
“You my two new felle’as’?” “Yes, sir.” “Yes, sir!” “Well,” said Andrew Jackson, “party on the White House lawn.” “I am so hard.” “I am going to beat the biggest, blackest guy I can find.” Tyler ran off, Jayson savored the moment. Both in suit and tails, one discreetly out. “Oh, Lord no,” a voice […]
“Please,” said the Command Sergeant Major of the Army, “let me give them novelty Army crosses. And then? Make them carry them. The Command Sergeant Major from when Grey and Floyd were serving with Delta force was also there. “I could go either way, sir.” There was a long, thoughtful silence. “No. Those two deserve […]
I knew, these men were signing their own death warrant, in essence. Next to them may have been land ownership idealism or even spite. I know my anger is fading and to be ever vigilant against those things which beset good men on all sides before they can stand before their better half, then, side-by-side. […]
You speak and counsel marriages and I assist those transitioning out (of active service) think about it. -robert l black
Don’t worry, they’ll make sure that no good baby daddy never sees dime one or valley view at all! *do your time and find BSA kid we can get a uniform, kid. Go, go on, boy. What is it my son no you, you’re okay
Engines know the drill. I know one of them, at least, is nicknamed pyro. Sometimes, wiping my brow, in the sun on legs far from home. ”oh yeah give me some. Of that. Oh, shit” then the mandatory “terrorist threat who will rehabilitate those juveniles, after herb thomas and the like inspired them, to terrible […]
the bait you they berate you they know you are a veteran you ay strike someone but before then profanity, be profane! Yes now even though esl he must leave Poe ”I don’t care about that. And USAA says: covered. And? They made it real loud. Make sure you drop it on the way out. […]
Get your cats out of your pockets devildogyes sir!we’re in for it, now
Under a crescent moon scarlet crimson red and wine hue may you rest under the stars i will too
Dedicated to the memory of no-one! They deliver, every time.
Wishing a good morning to the widow Taya Kyle wherever you are
Hear this wish I wish tonight From the nvgs of the middle east To the starlight scope of the past May those fighting who protect the future Come home where the hope continues to last
Dearest the widow Taya Kyle, Rememeber, I have only the most purest intent, and am sickened by those who’d hold up these words as a mirror; or a parody. As soon as someone knows where you are going, they want to be where you are, as soon as they know you have something, they want […]
to the widow Taya Kyle and hers sweet emerald under a lonestar, exotic ivory of africa and Indian citar
Forgive my Presumption; I wish you goodnight, from the heart no matter how far
Dearest the widow Taya Kyle
Dearest the widow Taya Kyle, Good morning! I checked out the Veteran’s center in Concord. And I think I saw David Miscaviage. Again. I told a nice lady there that i was sorry for any mean hearted things i may have said in the past about him. Im no scientologist, but if you are? So […]
Christ the King, I thought, in Pleasant Hill. Still, it looks like a girls elementary school. I was 13. It was night. Well! Time to burn. Oh, my belt loop. Pants around my ankles. ”FBI! Freeze.” icanlooklikekennyrunnighome
Anthony and I were the Rescue Rangers on Baylor we were always being chased by bees
Generation Sociopath: II On Killing
CW HOSTAGE SALVATION was the man whom gave me the copy. ”is it good?” ”Yeah! Its a good book.” sign here, I thought, charmed, c’mon old painless is waiting to go down anyway! I essentially as you all know am smitten message is as follows Dearest the widow Taya Kyle, I registered as a non-profit! I dont have […]
Phoenix not = humans
F*** you, strawman. If you’d examine the post WWII expansion and admit the expectations of mostly rural to mostly urban and suburban standards of living were vastly different in size and transitioning from farms to cities. The children’s value and division of labor, from operating machinery for a business, to vacuuming living room as a […]
“Gentlemen, meet the Poseidon arch.” It occupies a warehouse. “The posidon arch is both an indirect fire artillery system and long range anti-armor rifle. The artillery piece, at 170 mm, will not be operated by you.” Hector chewed. Wide eyed. “But it will cause the most destruction to the enemy, as it will be operated […]
Dearest the widow Taya Kyle, I was in the rich part of the east bay, rigging web crawler in my favor, while enjoying the spectacle of wealth that is Walnut Creek. I thought I’d seen a face from a sixty minutes documentary. David Miscaviage (sic?). Nice guy! Kinda short. I’m no Scientologist, but I did […]
“C’mon, my good man,” said a founding father, “sign.” The dream had been going on entirely too long. I was apprehensive: agitated. “Some things,” I declared, “are worth dying for.”
and know i have only eyes for you …and the blue marble
Hilary Anne Haworth and Aly have dragged Hicks and Black to an SEAL known bar. “Out of the way,” I said, walking forward, “sandals indoors? Hey! Move. Chest hair, not to be exposed, squid! Dress that line, Mister. Whoa, there are a lot of you. You’re on the ceiling!”
“There must be an easier title Black can use; something less cumbersome than ‘the widow Taya Kyle,’ correct?” -Chief Justice of the Supreme Court Isaac W. Justice, USMC
No man ever bore a burden as heavy or possess honor as unfathomable like the senior staff nco’s birthed in the combat of conscription and retired in the calm of peacetime.
SAMUEL L. BRONKOWITZ ”How do you feel about it’s throughness?” DON’T YOU DIE YET, OLD MAN. SHE’S RIGHT THERE. AROUND THE CORNER. DON’T DIE, OLD MAN. “AUUUUUGGGGhhhh let’s enforce!”
Papa Lima echo alpha Sierra (sic) echo, Know I have (virtually) eyes only for you -R.L.B. Post-script: You should know I have no children, but need to field a baseball team. I shan’t google your personal life, it’d be improper, so why don’t you just stay in bed while I call Scoutmaster Dunn
“You know my name I’m the conquerer son of the sun god. 2012 come.” Cheese’s dog concluded. The owner, huffing paint and taking notes on the local minicamp. ”Stupid dog,” he said, throwing a frisbee, “it’s 2018.” cant hide the stars can’t hide the sun ”It is one!”
“Send her all the poetry you want,” said the late Chris Kyle, “but do not compliment my ex-wife.” “I’m writing and sending that poetry!” “Sure!”
Dearest the widow Kyle, It’s been a long day or 2, but I got you Jasmine’s Tiger … go to TayasTiger [dot] CO MUAH Semper Fidelis, Robert Black
Dearest the Widow Kyle, Everyone talks on the radio. KDIA and KFRC and since I’m prone to drink? My sister-in-laws excuse to talk on ham, while attempting to pettle xango once I get diabetes. You’re not “my only hope” I don’t want assets and the Mayor of Salt Lake? I’ll buy him beer after a […]
“SFPD. Worlds largest, most diverse law enforcement agency. Punjab parade. Don’t know if that’s racist, like saying it. Punjab, our of line. SFPD on it. Asks him to stop. Takes off! SFPD. Now, there’s a tiger. SFPD deputizes the tiger. I didn’t know they could do it; no precincts. Tiger and the SFPD after the […]
Incorrect. Addiction is a disease that is treatable and controlable, when Doctors don’t take to evil in their calling via New Zealand and U.S. advertising concerns. All John Muir knows is there’s three chipmunks running around, and they don’t know what to do! Where’d these ducks come from? Oh well, back to farmin’.
“I’ve been thinking about heroes.”
”I don’t see it!” “It’s there squid I can feel it!” “Hurtful.” “If I can down on you, will that help?” Live die repeat
“Are you Tyler Grey!” “No,” he said, “I’m not.” I sat down. Then, I got up and ran toward him, after petting a kitty. “You are Tyler Grey. Are you Tyler Grey?” “No.” “What’s your name?” “Maleen,” he said, definitely wedding party material, presumptions, “I’m Maleen.” “Black!” So beefy. “Black?” Where’s Dylan.
“Here,” said Ryan Mallory, “read this.” “Do I give you a handy now? Like Forrest Gump.” “What?” “The Hunger Games.” “Yes.” “If I do, will I go down on you?” “Read it.” I did. “Come here.” “Get off me!” “I promised myself I you’d!”
“Why would one such as you need armor?” “Would you have me nude?” “Garden of eden this is not, I’ll concede. “But your need for armor?” “I need nothing, not of heaven and earth, but my troops.” Ronin. Immortals. Penal Battalions, rogues of the Great War “The headdress of a leader.” “Not an officer among […]
“I, who was the wind beneath the gliders of Oak?” God said nothing. “I, who was both the sword and the sheild of the party?” God’s good General, Gabriel, said nothing. “You would stand against I, who was both the saltwater of the pacific, and the sands of Iwo Jima?” Behind him, and with the […]
This truly bothers me. “Herb Thomas,” let’s look at the name ESL’s. Herb, or Herbert, in the shortened for means dried plant matter often colloquial for Cannabis and or Marijuana use. Thomas is a biblical name. Doubting Thomas. It’s also my paternal grandfather’s middle name, God rest his soul. I don’t know who Dr. Scott […]
Dearest the widow Taya Kyle, I’m 35. I’m at the age where the people who abused me thought they could get away without retribution from the lord, and where young ladies are very upset when I say: I don’t intend to be with someone who may be my USMC friend’s daughter’s age, as not only […]
I just realized, I might be coming at you a little too hard, a little too fast, however I changed my gravatar to an “R,” rating. So you know. Pineapple juice. uh Sorry I haven’t hit request Taya yet, again um “Now, I’m just dating myself,” said Scott Adam’s Dilbert. “Well, it’s not like anybody […]
Dearest the Widow Taya Kyle, I suppose that is the proper way to address you, as I’d like to reiterate, once again, that I’d never say I love you without holding your hand, and I’d never bend on one knee to ask for it with out knowing our height differences. No need to rush. Did […]
Mancini’s sleepwear was once a Bookstar. It was there I purchased my first “Foxtail.” It comes with a book, and an leather baseball with an attached rainbow-ribbon. You throw it, and never see it again. Semper Fidelis, your dreamboat I.e. I’d ride his corpse down the river of success that is his life, robert LeVeck […]
Dearest the widow Taya Kyle, I can’t promise I’ll be perfectly sculpted with swimming created washboard abdominals, but I can affirm I’ll do the laundry. I can’t say I’ll never sin, because even with the purest intent, my capabilty with a purest hard has a waning window of opportunity. I can promise I will always […]
Rest In Peace, Dwight Clark. Bay Area news group won’t print what’s not muddy enough for “Amanda Letlow.”
I may’ve Joesph D. Pistone a few transponders in my day. Don’t worry! No matter what, the text here? Aligns to the left.
“Don’t mention Peggy Whitsun.” “Don’t mention Peggy Whitsun.” “Don’t mention Peggy Whitsun.” “Don’t mention Peggy Whitsun.” “Don’t mention Peggy Whitsun.” “Don’t mention Peggy Whitsun.” “Don’t mention Peggy Whitsun.” “Don’t mention Peggy Whitsun.” “Don’t mention Peggy Whitsun.” “Don’t mention Peggy Whitsun.”
He’s throwing haymakers! There’s a clinch. On the ground, Cassidy working the midsection. And Dr. Jonny Kim reverses, in a choke! There’s the count, and it’s over! Four of seven, in the ‘stans!
In Italian-American culture, the feline is highly placed itself in barns, or bell towers by itself in much the same way Stefani Joanne Angelina Germanotta speaks Deutsch in her music, no-one knows why or would dare sully the bold beautiful art that is those whom cohabitate with them, in fact, the lousy earth scientist who […]
As of 17 July 2018 an deficit in crew and officers has impacted the MV WOOLEN CAP and a skeletal crew while in dry dock will be ordered at or prior that date 0530 gmt, Zulu and or 5:30 am pst. An additional four DEFT/d personnel are being expected as well as an additional twelve […]
MARSOC: “You’re an odd bunch of sky soldiers, 173rd, but you Force a good Recon.” 2nd Battalion: “Fuck your photograph and or painting! We took your painting concerns, shipmates!” 1st Force Recon Bn “Swift. Silent. Deadly.” MARSOC and 2nd Battalion: “Oh, my God. God, no! We fucked up.” 1 Mar Div: “Yes. You did!” MARSOC […]
INT. USMC HEADQUARTERS QUANTICO – DAY LT. JG FITZSIMMONS Well, Sergeant. The paperwork is ready to be filed I just need a signature. CW SCUBA WHOLE-HOG Yes, sir. And it will allow me to chop to Force Recon? After DEFT/d? LT. JG FITZSIMMONS After the selection process. Now, it’s a four year reenlistment, and the […]
Dearest Taya (the widow Taya Kyle) I would never imagine using the potency of the word love without holding your hand first and could never bend to a knee without knowing our height differences but until then
But my “V” shape and round spectacles make me irresistible to any female entity in the audience. The book’s not important, like a Marine to a Navy Water Diver at the Salvation Army
India 3089 Listening to a podcast speaking of alternate universes; I’m not familiar enough with the participants to apply quantum thinking to anything as I’m not paying entirety of my attention as other than the fact that the thought: (if) silicone based lifeforms exist they are already in our pockets and have no need of […]
Suddenly Seymour. Sing? Sing! Got train him. And avenues will have a costume change
I need a producer! Okay And a rose! Yes Acronym? As in babe/s Rhyming! On the funk? William Jefferson? I’ll patch you through NSWG patch Hooo-yah!
align all photos 0′. You cannot! What do you run on with pepper?
This photograph is “for,” the late Ken Ribnek, Master Sergeant and neighbor who passed too young for permeance, and Ken Titus, the father of the comedian who produced a virtually-live show on FOX when I was enlistment age. Both had the constitutions of pirates and or sailor habits, I’ve surmised
Apple and I have a complicated relationship. They’re AAPL and I’m a pauper, but when I inadvertently downloaded Studies in Intelligence through their network, not taking the time to wonder about redaction or if it’s a crime to do so or distribute over an unsecured network, my thought process stumbled and fell as such. Not […]
Motorcycles across the street. More than I could count, or I in bear claws. I was 6. Or 7. I knew children were suppose to look only if permitted and never touch. I also knew from riding in the back-back of the crown Victoria Ford station wagon that children, six or seven, with a need […]
sans lycanthropy. College Park! Maryland?
is vigilance for tigers between US and VC, alleviated somewhat when they began wearing masks with eyes on the back of their heads, among the irrigation ditches and the leaves deep in the jungles of Laos and Vietnam
I’m a registered Republican, but smart enough to know party politics can belay an already lengthy progress. Seth Moulton worked very hard at Harvard to put together a business which essentially told the uninformed (as I was prior to the Corps) that nutrition isn’t that difficult, and that maintaining a healthy weight doesn’t equate a […]
For the hunting rights to one elephant. We’ll hunt it, and the locals will have elephant! And the money spent will sustain the entire animal sanctuary! Thanks! Uncle, wait, what is your name again?
Hark! What light and Taya is the east
She has two children.
“If I should fall,” said General George Washington, “keep drumming.” The Drummer said nothing. Fire in his eyes. “If you should fall? I’ll keep fighting.” “I’m not going to fall. You are mounted!” “Yes,” said Washington, “but you’re about to see some shit. Blood rolls downhill.” “Does it not flow?” “It flows in men,” clucking […]
Stay cool in the heat!
Yabba-Dabba doo, you have a mustache, too!
We met at the Concord BART! Remember? Michael!
He called her “Bar,” for short. President George Herbert Walker Bush. World War II Veteran, the youngest naval aviator rescued at sea, and DCI #11. A man always felt safe with a BAR (Browning Automatic Rifle) at his side.
Terrible photo, sir, I know. However I do have only the most serious intent.
The Godfather. Oh, you want to live in California, huh? Not Hollywoodland, correct? Okay. Uh? A little person walks by. Menlo Park! Of course. It has an wonderful university! Stan Miller Sr. Drives by in a Ford. Stanford.
Moulton. Sorry Seth, I’m conservative. Republican! New Right U.S. Or, New Right Taya. Whichever she may be. Texas! Perhaps if Actblue hadn’t been using my identity as a kudridrow and email as a chain letter machine, I’d feel different. *For intents and purposes, in this post Mrs. Moulton is portrayed by Elizabeth. Lemon. Goodnight, Taya, […]
Ryan, I can’t even fanangle my site and domains from WordPress. Really, I wanted to give it to taya and/or charity because since ‘13 I’ve been scheming to make her my wife. Okay 2011 if you check WordPress but I didn’t murder a Texan hero. It was the second I saw her photo(s), actually. Not […]
And I’m that cat. I sleep 20 hours a day. “Heyyy. What? Where you going. No, nuh-uh. Nah. Warm.”
“We made it,” said Marcus, “just barely.” “Made what,” I protested, irritably, “where? This is the middle goddamn nowhere!” Interval. “Are we lost!” “Beyond the reach of any man or God.” “Oh …Kay.” “Two cards,” Larjo said, pulling more gear than could fit from a dusty ALICE pack, “five on the table.” “I know how […]
Not very many brothers in the infantry. But Marcus Cannon from first platoon? He knew how to capitalize on that fact! Always playing off our …generally unbecoming conduct. We’d be at Stampede (weird) drinking nothing but Patron and Absinthe (weirder) just be feral. Fightin’. Starting fires. Evading taxes. You name it! And there’d always be […]
Former Navy SEAL Benjamin Smith here. Where’s XO!
We’re like the A-Team. But Marines!
For Kyle, Littlefield & for Honor. Don’t get froggy, terrorists.
I love the way, the you may convince Leapfrogs to not throw me out of an Airplane. Always Faithful, Robert L. Black post script: MUAH <3
I’m Mike D and I’m back from the dead Ladies yelling as they want more of this.
Shot! Out! Rodge-Oh, enroute!
No hero. That’s what we say. The heroes are the ones that do not return. However, I’d like to tell you about a hero of mine, insofar as why he was in the Corps. Mike D. From New York. Hello, Nasty. Sea stories aside, here’s the Van Skaik and Van Whye on his enlistment. 9/11 […]
Army. Air Force. Navy. Marines! United States Coast Guard. Clean Sweep!
Bless you, for speaking out about what can happen, and serving your Corps. to this day.
May the United States never forget the Might of The Oak Leaf.
InuitComanche. But what about TRF? Stay tuned Central Americans, Latin Americans and assorted Spanish speakers. 9:00 PM Pacific Standard Time, San Francisco!
I’m sorry I could not retrieve a rose for you. Business in San Francisco required streetsweepin for your arrival, inevitably as captivating as cleopatra to an empire not Marc antony’s, an emerald as green as the Bay itself, a rose notable if Xi were to Taiwan. Always yours, R.L.B. Hate.
Durr, I saw the picture first! Hey, will yah fuck me?
Please, choose a pet name. A. Snuggles B. Dimples C. Echo Four Bravo D. Delta’s Boy
VA ILLINOIS “The water tower, the water tower!” We were already enroute, and we didn’t need a mechanic to tell us anything. “Charges? Move!” It was already falling down, but the entire place would be, shortly. “Targets!” A flurry of shots. Victor, myself, and our liaison from the community (NSA, not awful in a pinch!) […]
Taya Renea Kyle.
“You’re making yourself a soft target for terrorists.” My cool friend was shopping with me, hot wife at home. “Proud Infidel. They don’t encounter those, in their community. They’re not around, the Quran is more linear than the Bible. Plus, you can’t be an infidel if you don’t believe in their faith.” “Huh.” “They’d be […]
Dreams. Finales, the end of things, and Chris and I, doing …things. He really nailed it in those dreams. And eventually resorts to kicking my ass in a fun, stupid-jarhead-busy way. Then I realized how utterly disrespectful that is to his memory, seeing as I can only presume, and cannot “speak to the dead.”Unless, Taya […]
Until my Dearest Taya Renea decides what the ceremony shall be. Listen! The day Chris died, I didn’t hear of it. I heard and I have faith that when I did hear and was in San Francisco, seeing the birds as I did, that this was meant to be. I know you’re the Treasurer, and […]
Sacramento. Sabia. Ford.
I will make this the site logo.
I do not care about JetSuiteX. I care about Taya Renea Kyle nee’ Studebaker. Jim Hinson was a sleaze. Gonzo, named for Hunter S. Thompson’s unique Air Force Veteran journalism? That fun loving Muppet with a penchant for chicken has a nose of an erect phallus, upside down. Cock!
Give my love her fondest wish.
“John! You must sink. Me. Your father’s boat! Have you sunk me yet? When will you sink me? Find a nice girl, settle down. Then sink me, together.” warning the USS John McCain is a real us navy vessel and I will murder those who attempt a uss cole or threaten navy boats; elected officials
How do you use “Lovely,” in the following title, context or sentence!“Don’t worry! I have a fall guy.”
Me. Mediating the wounds? Only Taya will tell. An H&M tag gave it’s life for this information.
Us. If the Lady would permit it, and finds it beneficial to the charities, state, familial interests she holds dear.
“Paul!” “Yes.” “Your son. He’s the Rocketeer, right?” “He moved out, actually.” “But you do still have a son, right?” “Probably, yeah.” “The other one?” “He’s at at school.” 1:45 School Zone Jr. high daylight savings. “He has a pilots license?” “What is this about!” “Some stupid kids, did a something real dumb. By your […]
I’m often haunted by the memories. No, that’s an oversimplification: a preface to sell scrapbooking products. The word scrapbooking implies cheap: making a book from nothing! But actually you’re bored and making the furthest thing from a book whilst uncomfortably selling expensive accessorizes and frames to people. No, I’m haunted by the personalities, legacies, corporeal […]
EXT. DEPT OF THE NAVY HEAVEN GUNNY HATHCOCK Slay ‘em. Slay ‘em high! CHRIS “THE LEGEND” KYLE Jes! (I tiptoed last, intent on stealing both the lady, and the fish. Megalodon. Oh, I don’t know. 300 pounds?) There.
The beer can rained down from the Hyatt. Was I welcome? I’d never know; called to business ••• The matter is not whether Jason Bateman is perfect for the role nor that Judy Hopps is the perfect inspiration for Ryan Reynold’s daughter (put him away, enjoy dinner with Billie Fisher and ask about what’s cool. […]
Hudson Whisky in hand, the snake had been neutralized an eagle, swooping down with a screech then rocketing into the air. His name?Tom Talamante. Galindo’s friend from the south. I’d never examined a Mexican Flag before, perhaps you should. Tom? “No! I’ve almost never seen one. They’re all from Mexico, anyway.”
“Onto the snake,” Reznor said, “asking.”
While walking through the hot parking lot, looking for Charlie postponing Total Wine a found a lovely family=BRADY “Sir. Oh!” It’d been long, “Mr. Brady.” Tom’s dad? Good guy. Homeless, I was I knew Tom from across the penny: my job common Lenny. “Have you heard? Hudson. Whisky, Ginger Ale carbon-dioxide do
My whole life. Appetizer? I can’t hear. PTSD one mate, as thinking of two wives! Less attractive to any woman or privy. Coast to coast at knot tying, you’ll see results for you, and yours when conservative values meet your worthHolding hands, on a venue where Oprah? Ready Player One, no! You cannot 100% love […]
Timing for those unwilling to seek non piratable measures of not hearing AM/FM Older methods of attaining your mother’s attention included “Holden says phonie. Wall mounted telephone means you are one ear in our grave and I understand Twitter is the Platform for his administration right this moment some child is deleting tweets from telecom […]
Alexander Hollings will clarify shadow Spears null presence over his honor at the hand to ignore my intense fascination with polite, gentle non-invasive Texas introduction.* “Producing something that once Richard Nixon reduced to Patricia Nixon’s concessions to his interest in her, not The Dark Tower, but an FBI Agent who was producing momentum in his […]
1003 Listening to a podcast speaking of alternate universes; I’m not familiar enough with the participants to apply quantum thinking to anything as I’m not paying entirety of my attention as other than the fact that the thought: (if) silicone based lifeforms exist they are already in our pockets and have no need of alternate […]
Photographs, children, are not to only be accompanied with a handful of words with a cumbersome resolution to appeal to elders who perhaps we’ve respected too much and saluted when there was nothing but a blank canvas superimosed over a kiss not called for on VE Day but my! Sexy out of context Of victory. […]
You are the world’s largest youth fighting force. Not Hitler Youth, the Boy Scouts of America. Proud! Not of Hitler’s extinguishment, which was done by heroes with Hero’s values we try to instill, but their Pacific Brothers’s said “not an inch.” “Did they?” “You’re kind wasn’t to hear it. Scoutmaster?”
The Community deserves every single kudos, the Operators have one question, National geospatial requests maintenance from NASA on unrelated. “Congratulations on your outstanding work in locating Usama Bin Ladin. You and the current organization should be recognized by a special presidential and/or congressional award, like the Medal of Honor for conspicuous outstanding service, organizational achievement, […]
Here I had my spirit Vision In which my mother took us to Barstow / grandmother Lenore was dying peacefully mom turned on the teevee / she scolded her as then women no identity could take their time / I’d not heard broadcasted word now dread no relief she said mother persisted she of the […]
Dearest Taya, I am not a gigalo, a hacker, an AB, a juggalo, or a scoundrel. Others are attempting to pigeonhole me; to put me away into Hollywoodland as that Marine from the film American Sniper, not that he was mentioned in the wonderful autobiography you and your late husband penned with Jim DeFilice (sic?) […]
Don’t believe everything that you breathe you get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve. -Dr. Jonny Kim, Special Warfare
“As I lay there, it was obvious. I’d die out here. Dehydration, probably. For cause of death. Maybe exposure? I pondered the inevitable, and then: I saw it! “An angel. A beautiful one. Gorgeous hovering out an ethereal oasis she was blond, and two years my senior. I recall that very vividly, as six rotating […]
Every morning, I’d ride my G.I. Big Wheel down two doors down to Tom’s house. “Hey, can I borrow your wife? Or Corvette?” “Who is this kid!” “No si habla, senor. Thanks.” Then I’d go to AVJ’s. You know, that guy was into everything. Mother, of course, ruining everything with what Sarah Vazquez’ children call […]
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Are you getting smart with me, Turtle!
Baggage? Baggage. We don’t need no stinking baggage!
Not you two! This is a terrible photograph! My family is only worriedno! They’re cool, but someone took down my Macy’s coat hanger awesomenessit’s a domain. For Taya, and! If she chooses…
apologies to John Fetterman; act blue.
Buzz Aldrin, second man on the moon. Nearer to the hatch, also, Professor Armstrong had little to no ego. Also? I suspect Admiral Shepard (not yet Admiral) and John Glen (always a Marine) were extremely intimidating. Muttering under their breath the kind of insults found in “Das Boot.” “Shit! John. Look. Look! At that chipmunk […]
First, I woke up. Then, I took a swing at muqtada -we all did- then I had a nosh. That didn’t work out. The nosh was great, but older and wiser heads than I? They thought the turkey was dry, and there were not enough rip-its to go around. Then I took a nap. After […]
NFL Player. Naval Aviator. Not a man to be trifled with.The Snake without a tongue.His bat is worse than his bite.“Oh, good, good. Rockstar North.”
I had the other photograph. About the YouTube shootings.
That explains the Dropbox.
If I made it very, very clear. I own these photographs. And domains. Hash tag all you’d like; my life is not a game show or I have nothing but the most serious intent with Ms. Taya Kyle.
Was the Special Warfare insignias being hand-punched into the casket of the late Chris Kyle.Somebody was attempting to assassinate the lovely wife of a friend I knew. I would not stand for it. Chris “The Legend” Kyle would not have stood for it either. God Bless some of us.
I met Brett Jones! He explained what it was like to work with Joe Montana. Tossing upper deck in the oven, favoring my pro set, Scott Miller was there, too. But who cares about that? “My Uncle Steve,” I said, “told me you can’t shave a Dolphin.” “Yeah,” replied a terse Scott Miller, with a […]
Ms. Taya Kyle, have you ever considered remarriage? I understand you may have children older than I, however you are only 9 years my senior and I’ve given it considerable thought. -R.L.B.
Marines don’t exist but when and if a Marine passes on, they become the water that the U.S. Navy sails upon, rightfully claiming their portion of their everafter, streets of heaven swap, ready for gate detail We. Are. There.
For the lovely Miss Taya Kyle.
USS FALLUJAH PRESENT DAY “In the morning, we watched the trail. Alternating with another group of four. Later, back near the Laotian border, we get word. Zippo raid.” “Burn it, now!” said a voice moving laterally long the line, “burn it all, to the ground.” Note that death is worthless in all its forms, even […]
Pale rider, inbound be sure to note a funky primer is spoken, narrated internally as Primer Additionally, all of your tasty treatz! Prohibition and Seth MacFarlane at the Sacramento Train Museum Wait one. 1234… “His wifey hit me with her Mercedes. Of Porsche? She was right to do it.” The Death of …who collected bin […]
Never give up. Trust your instincts.Don’t worry, with resolution this high they’ll be someone who’ll extrapolate something embarrassing or incriminating, overlooking the contractions deviously placed as what-are-you-doing-with-your-life traps.
Linkin linkin we’ve been thinkin’ shortened language? Barack ads, loves ‘em on cars, law firms and Karl’s …Lincoln savings. Loanher! “What’s up, gangster real; yo?” “It’s a tribe thang.” EXPLICIT? “They’re not warning labels, I’m driving drunk. For warning label censorship schutzstafl!” -MADD 9999 Lil Wayne was very successful, very young. He hung out with […]
Colonial Williamsburg, Tracy Pennsylvania, CA The Reation Force “Oh, my gah,” said some entity, female probably, “it’s so peaceful and Actor filled. Actresses, as well!” “That’s fine,” said a Wealthy man, teevee on his wristwatch, “maybe’ll retire here. Together, dear.” “Aww!” Forrest Gump. “What is that.” “Noise?” Red, white, blue, Primer. The communicator watch caught […]
“Hey, boy. Ain’t you drowin’? Yeah, you are.”
“Donald Flemenco Jr., in the fourth round, by knockout!”
“You do understand Ofir cannot run from Efraim, Tomer’s friends, his civic duty, Charlotte and, of course, Dan. Oh! Also Rifka, our Father heaven and Karen. Karen! Karrrrren!” -unknown gahleet
“My maternal grandmother, the matriarch of the family, was LeNore. Yes, that one. No residuals, 401k, or bennies there. I’m Alfred, Alfred Ashford HAVE YOU SEEN ALEXIS!” Crouched and recovering, a gasmask wearing entity observes as a voice booms over a PA. “You’re the fool he pities what’s under the coat raccoon city throw a […]
Don’t give me that VAPCHS bull, “All gave some, some gave all,” is for us! The Veterans, and the ones that gave all? They like sickass humor and think Taya is talented; elegant probably hashtag no-one talks truth from the mouths of the dead “dont rate.” “Youll have to pig.” “Retired!” “They took your barrel […]
“Go ahead, run it. Run the tollboth! We’ll getcha.” I was shocked. AL CAPONE MEMORIAL EXPRESSWAY I got it.
2003 Monkeys are a serious problem here, and this one looks to cause trouble. Nuance, pester and monkeys. Goddamnit. It strolls the ranks, there is firewatch, certainly, but that’s at the ends of the rectangle that is the sleeping platoon. There! It decides that stealing that poncho liner from that male thing will cause the […]
“I love my father,” he said arms around a leopard, “and have no opinions on the capital gains tax.” Hell yeah, I thought. “Later,” said I, “lets enjoy this native cultures and visit somewhere, as well as continue to hunt.” Another voice yelped out. Impatient. “Paying to hunt a single animal, aboard a preserve, pays […]
Chris Kyle sits atop vast riches in heaven; upon an enormous throne. Wood nymphs hum sea shanties while at his side, the heroes of the Alamo relax; pleased in good company. Titania, Queen of The Faires feeds him grapes, while an envious and eager clopatra chomps at the bit for her turn. He sips from […]
I’ve been deleting my email. And ya’ll hackers? Losing. Yo’. Mind.Go, Drew Carey!
Hi! I’m not a prostitute. I’m not a drug dealer, either!
As they shoot birds at the airport, this photograph brought to you by me, the author, and owner of the domains, and letters, just not the site: Robert Black
“I did a lot of research on Gene Roddenberry.” “Oh, yeah? A lot?” “A lot a lot. His old ass relatives? Assassins.” “No.” “Rotten! Berry. Berries?” “Maybe the nut cut.” “I’ll tell you what,” I said, “I’m speaking, now. You?” “Star Trek is the coolest way to say ‘aliens if you identify as such, make […]
The postal truck came down the winding, rural Montana road. CRACK! “Mornin’ Runia. Corporal.” “I will shit on you!” “Heh. Tell ‘er good mornin’.” CRACK! Polygamy was so bad during WWII Hollywoodland made films like Saving Private Ryan! Think about it. Mormons don’t do that, now! Our grandparents were pretty gross, Uncle Rulon. Now, Back […]
2005 “You knew,” McAffe asked, out, “knew her? Anti-virus.” We were on a tiny boat with too much s*** to Kuwaiti shores. Again “Nah. No, but look at those freckles. Her brother be crazy.” “What?” Cassandra Hein. “Ben ‘Smith’ Hein. Part of the Heinz 57 fortune.” “Live well live well,” said Hovercraft Sailor, to Ward, […]
JusticeOx has been on suspension, and had a bad f***ing hangover. “The name Gruber mean anything to you?” It rung a cowbell. His partner, the Ethnic Klingon Moose, Worf Peterson had arrived. “Snort!” We’re going to get real bloody on this one, Partner “Snort!” I am a solitary grazer “I say, I say,” said Foghorn […]
“…the belief that men and women should have equal rights and opportunities” and declared that the perception of “man-hating” is something “left out of the octagon.” I fully expect the English classically trained, professional thespian to donate an Admiral’s ransom to CKFG after several RSC tours, or before, my execution for lacksadaisyism. And kick up […]
Cooler. Make me look my best, for my favourite former first family I was riding a three-wheeled motorcycle as well, lifting.
For sale. No ads. OR in search of editor. Must be master of ads; google. Others et al OR Veteran suck YOUR dick? Send crack to the moon menace care of ISSOh. Actually, something good. On the horizon. Midwest Are you out of your mind, it’s …I don’t know. Are you? Or …? Don’t talk, […]
“We now, in the spirit of Olympic goodwill and peace, present: the Canadian dove! The Beaver.” The Beaver is generally unconcerned with its sudden momentum, and, as it gains elevation, it is genuinely perplexed. Cresting it’s peak, concern is what’s next. The descent is expected; 90 degrees as the ascent making Landfall amid a central […]
“…can be utilized against us by the enemy?” “I’m dispensing our culture to unwilling recipients, like a Ghostbuster with slime.” “I-” “Or a Ghostbuster, with Thorazine.” Interval. “They’ll be less likely to engage, if not intimated by the giant anteaters. And after Nation building? Easily be led to believe they gain join under false pretenses. […]
Golan? Based heavily on the guy who made that show; after hearing through the grapevine me. And destruction The suspiciously English now ex-fiancé? Hilary was from Minnesota. They all are!Easiest American accent for their mum. Petname: Bambi Eyes her soul in a Deer. Uncle Gerald? Chickenback. The greatest …in that position I’ve heard. Not that […]
Pterrordactyl are you on the branch? Weezy’ll break it from his jetbed stay from his lane. Escape down market tires squealing fly away!? No, ceilings.Cah-CAW! Cah-CAH! Seperate floors to party? Birdman you so crazy! I think I’mma drive that truck enroute Macy’s. #notmytruck
Rick Chase says: “Keep up the great work, dips, hold your Wee for a Wii. Caused death, of people! Tragedy. It was a woman so thereby less tragic, as I’m a DJ and we are scum. No exceptions. Top of the hour, weather of course that seven day hades, not the Coronado kind but foggy […]
Fellow chucker is not racist. Daffy … I need help“is someone putting the screws to you?!” “…yes.” “Don’t you do a fucking thing. I’ll be there.” DISNEY APPROVED “We give coke to those kids. Gratis, to the mouse, because we want them hooked, young! Supple. Dumb and filled with Moxie.” “.” Wakko? Is there any. […]
“Are you ready to go back in time?” “Yeah!” “Be a Knight, Maybe joust?” “Yeah!” “Okay. There might be horses!” “Hooray!” “And it’ll probably hurt. Real bad, for sure.” “What?” “I have a hand grenade,” said another. ZAP! “Who was that guy? Up and comer. Wait, that was a fly rod!” “Mrs. Zuckerberg. You’re looking […]
“Chaplain,” Juanito said, in the clipped succinct manner of an officer, “then to to your caps. On the bounce! After that, I expect each and every one of your names to shine!” “Sir! Yes, sir!” “Don’t,” Juanita’s father said, like a Perfect Stranger, “buy a farm, son!” “I intend to inherit, Sergeant.” Reno was there. […]
“Walnut Creek. New BART tracks?” “That’s not what I heard. I heard it was the Pelt.” “The Pelt? C’mon.” “Vacation Dam. The whole city!” “Listen! There. Ain’t. No. Pelt.” “You shouldn’t have robbed that kid, man. You shouldn’t-” “Hey! You want your cut of this, or not?” The sequoia fell. On us. to recycle. “5.1 […]
Father-in-law was right to do it. But we’re in this Michael Stead Caddilac, and you are driving. Turning into the slide. With that wheel. Spin that wheel! Logistics. Why drive slow? Quick! Audrey III. for every Teenage Mutant Turtle, there are 350,000 support personnel.
One eight hundred LUCASARTS. Dial tone stuff Txt Skywalker ranch? Also gone. Ace Azzameen? Paternal murder suicide. Spice psychosis. Damn. Same sex lover. Theirs I get it! Marin County? Beaver. Vacation dam. What about the tip line? Pick up the phone! With 3G or without Roam. I’m always home! Tip Line is for recreation, stocks […]
1. Spielberg. Ready Offender One. 14! Marion Ravenwood was. Fictional, sure. Academics though, what if Indy pulled his whip when “Eye Love You” girl made a pass? Out. No good. What would Professor Armstrong say? “My wife and I have a unique relationship. No ego I’m at the one. You at the three! And anyway […]
Monkish vision exerting effort to elevate to direct, the chaos. Dedicated, to that of a Warrior.
*Mike Henry I look forward to your gala; let not the song titles paint an offensive or nonchalant demeanor among my intent; she’s quite talented. And English. James, Lars, Robert and …Kirk. Yes, well going clear refers to films. Moooooovie. Matthew Marciano? 11th Grade? You don’t eat meat. Except, sometimes, the only times! McDonald’s. I […]
Any dumb cunt can pretend to patent something. But only that bitch thinks she can fuck with Virginia. Heinlein. -W.M. on a women “Hey. Vinnie. Vincenzo!” Even my stereotypes had enough of this ‘un. Also, W.M.’s find Taya lovely, and enchanting. “See him? Look at that guy!” Major Too-tall, Mango, McKarate and the Romeo CO […]
“Honey. Honey! Honey, I like him too. A lot! A U.S. Marine. But, I don’t see pilot, or wings, as an accomplishment in all these romantics he is sending you.” -Kent Studebaker
If you are a man. Suddenly those two bitches are either married themselves or friends with any and all women who ever were. How dare I? Win. Shit that’s treason. Nah.
No. It doesn’t! Yes, expiry dates are cotestable, on food! This? 3 1/2 To Eternal read, I’ve been told. Inducing “total and permanent madness” to “genuine amusement,” if taken externally, consult a physicist, additionally hidden with the Phoenix feathers blue fire and the jar of jiffy peanut butter which grants eternal life towhee applies to […]
Did you write something? Earlier?” “Me? No.” “Someone wrote something so wanted, the entire post pulled up stakes. Moved somewhere else, expeditiously.” “Ask James.” “I would! But he’s at that private garden club.” “Beautiful. Probably poppin’ bottles.” “Getting naughty private party no invitations Jenkins party.” “Jersey.” “Jealous. Me.” “Why?” “SDV.” “No, it’s not! It’s an […]
“How’re you going to do it?” JusticeOx asked, referring to his half the plan, “what’re you thinking?” “I have my ways,” said his Ethnic Klingon Moose Partner, Worf Peterson, “I do have my ways.” He did. Always had. “I’m worried. The warrant? The judge-” “That judge is so keen on this and you! That you […]
“We like to fly. You’re going somewhere. We want you inside. Us, at the cockpit.” “Our pilots will take on any other pilots in a straight up barroom brawl.” “Get aboard, sure, we’re rough around the edges, but luxurious. Baby!”
While walking towards Walnut Creek past the Bars and way past the California Grand Casino where the drop will rake you like a female Orca on Tillimook, trapped in an underwater boxed canyon-shaped terrain; aquatic obstacle in forty-five degree saltwater, with good visibility, and ingress and exit accessible, either submerged, or from craft. A mission […]
“Why the hell,” said the Father, his normally soothing accent now menacing, “would you jump a four wheeler off a ramp, without a ramp to land on!” “Dad-” “I oughta beat you four boys senseless!” “I didn’t do it, Daddy!” “Aw, sweetie. I know you didn’t.” This eventually broke down into: “Man!” Interval. “Duh!” “Man! […]
The Toon Platoon Goes To War Rodger Rabbit 2 Pt i storyboard [1.] “English. Spoken in the house of …us. Family, or, over here. Inside. It’s things as they are: successfully not French or German, excluding continents not that rainy island it equates as such culturally, during trade, or or been you, you loser! No, […]
“I’m home Dad.” “My boy! My son,” Ward grasped Wally, “I… your face? What happened?” Wally had a scar. On the left side of his face, all the way from the top of his forehead down the cheek. “I’m joining the Navy, Dad. After I graduate.” “No, you’re not!” Ward Cleaver said, “not until after […]
He’d seen it. The watch had already issued a warning. Was it? Squinting through the den window, on the phone, he watched. It was. A prowler. Ward Cleaver hadn’t the inclination to make a scene, not in his own yard, but when he stood for a better look, still on the phone, it was unmistakable. […]
Hello,” Pierce Brosnon, draped in rags and humiliated, “I’d like my usual suite, please.” Smarmy motherfucker. “Do you have I.D.?” “Mr. Bond’s credit is good. You’ll give him his keys to that suite at once, while I locate who took his things. Please, Mr. Bond. Enjoy the first night of your stay. Gratis.” Bond said […]
Is a goddamn jewel. You people don’t deserve to know him. Purchase That Which I Love Destroys Me where ever fine media is sold.
I remember the day I became French.We were out in the middle of goddamn nowhere; as per usual. “Congratulations,” said my boss, “you French. You French as hell.” “Thank you. Wait! Why are we speaking English?” “We always speak the English!” Yelled my compatriot “Heavily unaccented Texan English,” said another, “brisket?” “Better get to it,” […]
Civilians ask you two questions, exactly TWO (hold up fingers) uno, dos! Did you kill anybody and did anybody you know die. And if the first coincides with the second? You’re disqualified. You can’t be like, “Well, I knew him for a very short time, but it was an intimate relationship.” People want to know […]
Let us take a moment to turn this into Maddox [dot] xmission [dot] com okay? That’s correct. Seanbaby and I, homosexual lovers, wrote the Book of Manliness. Now that idiots are gone, know it was you! Are you calculording? Outstanding! As Seanbaby’s U.S. Marine little brother I saw many, many hours of training for “moments […]
“JOHN FETTTERMAN!” “What?” “JOHN!” “What!” “IT IS I, THE GHOST OF CARNEGIE!” “Okay.” “I BLESS YOU! WITH THESE SILVER CERTIFICATES.” “Raise.” “Steel, John. Wick lanterns, in your pocket!” “Fold.” “Pocket rockets!” “All in. Thank you” “Okay, look. I, Ryan Bonham will suck your cock to escape the snakes.” “Deal. The cards.” “I’ll sweeten it.” “No, […]
Skeezy’s dad was wealthy. At least that’s what Skaik told me. And that’s the beautiful thing! We saw it through a language gap, with a bridge. We were both percussionists. Drummers. RLRRLRLL Now, the first time we ever stood post together was down in the well deck of the USS Boxer. Still floatin’ baby! Or, […]
I was tastefully surprised at Netflix casual nudity. I mean, she was tasteful! It. I wasn’t tasting anything. Uh. I need a distraction. Photograph! A big one. Zoom in. Deeper! Ah (Altered order of tracks: look at the orange spiralgalaxy. No, the bri- oh! Joanne. Joenne? Joanne The Haus Of Gaga must be cleaned, from […]
You idiots. You. Sister-in-law. Carlos Mencia: “Dee dee Dee! I like Tibbs. He bites! Winky emoticon!” W. deFoe: “He’d already eaten one person. Not whole, I assume.” He was hongry. Sergeant literally means servant. And in service there is honor; and perhaps redemption.
No rules.Just right.
“We’re done. With quotes.” -President Xi, People’s Republic of China
“You wheel in the corpse,” said CW KILLING-FLOOR, “I’m preoccupied.” SWANK. “You do it!” “I gotta get a new hat.” Marc Owen jumped out his boots, like Calvin and moose. Moose!
“You’re Aldo the Apache.” “Goddamn right. How’d you know?” “I’d never seen a member of the Tribes. Sergeant.” “Who are you! Who the goddang hell?” “Mates, Aldo?” (laughter) “Who are you?” Aldo said, “really?” “I’m your contact.” “You’re that Sergeant!” Brains bashed with a baseball bat, he recalls nightly, “you… You are him?” The Brits […]
BROUGHT TO YOU BY CHRIS CHRISTIE FOR PRESIDENT “Don Jr., California concedes. New Jersey. More beautiful than New York.” “Exactly! Seen Terra Reese?” “Read?” “How.” illiteracy plauged those magnificent bastards except Swafford and they actor who portrayed him while branding. True story: “I, Justin LeHew, am here to tell you a bout Jarhead,” it was […]
Tyler! Jayson! Black …and “Wear orange. Get shot at. A lot.” “He does get shot at often.” “Very often.” “…and, of course, J. LeHew.” “Splinter! Master Splinter, should not we call him Sergeant Major? Or, at least. Mr. J. LeHew, known-” “Navy Cross kilah” “Skull splitter.” “Are you getting smart with me, orange Turtle!?” “No! […]
“I am a Yankee, right?” One of us was dead. “Black! No,” said Chris “The Legend” Kyle Black you’re spotting.” “What am I?” “Spotting!” “Left-Left.” BANG! “You’re also CALIFORNIA TRASH!” “Holy Friojles’!”
I hoped that some punk Hunter S. Thompson doesn’t duplicate my works and then become “Uncle Steve’s” dog. This would be ’04 or ’05. Golden Retriever.
BARRACKS INSPECTION “We’re gonna drop the next bomb for someone that ain’t with us no more.” “Tupac,” said a confident a Marcus Lutrell, “Hell yeah.” “No,” said Tyler Grey, eating a snickers, “not Tupac.” “Biggie,” asked Lutrell, eating POGey bait fastly, “notorious. Bad boy! Records, baby.” “F*** no,” said Jayson Floyd, “someone near and dear […]
We’ve replaced this Veteran U.S. Marine’s movie ticket with a genuine Eastern Diamondback egg. His redvines? Another snake. ‘…Jessie, with a call to Frank from a Taxi and it reads: ‘Bobby, you lying weaselweenie. It’s bad enough your shooting blanks. But now you’re leaving the door open, letting all the warm out, like a jerk. […]
“The more I think about it. The less I like that Manhunk compliment.” SEAL 2 SEAL “What I’m hearing you say, is that we should retrieve him?” “No.” “That …he was insulting us personally, and sold out to these terrorists?” ” No.” “That I should throw this grenade back?” “Yes.” “I did. And will in […]
“Shhh! Natalie. I French by spilled blood. Not this “camera guy’s” although… it is. By me. I am. Eaim? Eiam? I’m. I’m Martin. I’m French-American. Got it.” ‘…to meet you too! Martin Barrow. Napa. Near Mt. Diablo. Our wine is swill!’ Nat ‘ell ee. Suitecann ‘Pre-med.’
Pictured: Motor-City Bird of Prey aka Tha Cartier 2005, Fenway Park “Yes!” said a father, “no-one speak like Brenden! He’s in Iraq. So proud!”
“Whoa. Whoa, hey! I don’t want any trouble. Here. It’s my money. And cards! Please, don’t hurt my family. Let’s spree. What is this, Kimble? Thanks, G.” SCENE MISSING SCORESE CUT ONLY All Ray Liotta’s life, he wanted to be a sound guy. Until some slick- talking, seminary dropout turned him into an actor “That’s […]
The US Navy SEALs. Here’s a secret: they’re pretty much rockstars. Moreover: versatile. Need medical attention? Yo. Assault? It’s what they do. Support? Not only are they waiting in the wings, they’re training. With Angels. I’ve had a lot of nicknames and call signs in my day. “Echo four bravo.” “In-Sea-Oh. “Corporal of Marines.” “Ruler. […]
I was in my element. Driving the humvee, contemplating enemy contact. Should I stop the vehicle, closing with the enemy to utilize the cargo [1.]for fire and maneuver? “Check it out! Chili Mac, and I got my favorite! The spicy cheese and my LBV back.” “Whoa how!?” “Ratfucking the box. And some guy!” “What, just […]
Overseas Development Group: We gotta do the right thing. For the group. You know. U.S. Overseas Development Group: Affirmitive. More champgne. Wrong glass. How much for the little girl? Sell your children! Overseas Development Group: No, they’re overseas. Grow liberty cabbage Overseas Development Group: To opress those abusing freedom. Then, billing the Army Overseas Development […]
SUBJCTNM CALLED BACK INACTIVE RESERVE/ACTIVE DUTY MESSAGE IS AS FOLLOWS: MAKE BEST SPEED AIR STATION MIRAMAR LIASON WITH NEAREST AIR WING OFFICER O-3 ABOVE THIS ELECTRONIC MESSAGE FOR OFFICIAL USE ONLY RELAY RESPONSIBILITY IS THE RECIPIENT UNDER PENALTY: PERJURY The man was a card carrying member of the NRA and made his living pulling minerals […]
CRAck! See the red? The Blood? Feeling dizzy? As you feel your hips give way, your head sways back and forth: you sink. To your Knees. Then, the ground you are dead. Here’s the story, everyone! From the view of a dead manThese men? Have had my back Spectre ‘What happened in Mexico City? […]
“Just where’n the heck is he, Ward?” It’s been nearly 2 1/2 months. Whatever fresh breath the air had had, it was now gone. Over ten weeks. No Wally. And no Wallace, which they called ‘im, endearing from the right teachers, or Mister Cleaver by sardonic but approachable cop. 90 days plus; and winter, in […]
An irrigation system carefully made by humans, but disrupted, now? I round the hillside, and yes, there’s the beaver. And his cohorts. Several. More? Half-dozen. At least, losing count as they prepare to do the haka. Nothing is more taunting. Than the beaver
“And then this brown motherf***er, and I mean brown, like, profoundly. Crayola brown! He starts this hoopty. With, uh…” “His forelimb.” “Yeah! Bustglass, he’s there. He knows Morse code cause he taps it out. With the rear end!” “You want to get del taco?” “Del Taco. I thought about it, then I was like, ‘Hell […]
‘and he said, “Niggas Wit Attitudes.” And I was like, “Hell yeah.” Then, he asked if I wanted to f*** this crazy cliff from Chicago doll. And I was 17. “Hell yeah.”‘ “and he said, ‘Niggaz Wit Attitudes.’ And I was like, “Hell yeah.” Then, he asked if I wanted to f*** this crazy cliff-from-Chicago […]
she did what? She knows I think smoking is a not a good idea. Hm. Wedge, sir? Yes Another? I know how to golf! Psst! “said the beverage” Cold refreshment ••• “Huhuh. Whew! Wheeze- doin’ great, sir! You are going to win this thing. But, word is, Justice [ENDEARING NOT-TO- FACE NAME]is beating you by […]
“Dad,” said Wally, “Dad, I’m off.” “What are you talking about, son?” “Well, there was a man. Who collects bounties? And, sir, the long and short of it is …there’s a red.” The words hung in the air. Suburbia continued to bustle, outside. “Wally, if there was, then you’d know reporting it to the authorities-” […]
“And I say to the class of the University of Saint Mary’s: somepeople need killin’. I like to brawl.” Polite, and utterly stunned silence. “It’s a hoot.” Itinerary had a gremlin. Secret Service had a make on the sabateur. Jason State. “Desecrate. I’d eat that with a side of mash,” he said, prior to reading […]
Often at night, I think about the ghosts never heard. And the acoustic reverb.
You assholes send voice memos to KMEL doesn’t mean I give a shit about broadcasting. Message as follows: Not only do I detest [*EX, DISC JOCKEY DATER] I hate how she took my grandmother’s (maternally) maiden? Her name. And the charade’ of our infatuation? Despicable. It was the brainchild of “Dangerous” Dick and Stabber (yes, […]
You don’t understand how powerful this photo is. To the powerful. The East Coast, specifically the East Coast wealthy. President Trump? He’s not throughly republican. But what he is, is a New Yorker. New Yorkers hate the English. The buildings in New York? For a time specifically there to be taller than London, and all […]
I saw the film. I enjoyed it. One of the recipients of the Legion of Honor was declined placement in Pararescue due to a lack of depth perception. He made me very proud, him and his two friends. I hadn’t read about it at the time. Overpressure kills.
Goddamn I’m respectful of Marcus Lutrell. But we shouldn’t be! Those guys travel 20 at a time in service, and. And Twitter. SOFREP.com “Superior. Homo Sapians.” I love how they’re just trying to lower my word count, now! Sorry, price went up. $60,000,000,000.00 (USD) plus, you know capital gains. And another thirty for Taya?
“Let this not be the defining moment in your lives, may the infrequency of these attracts relative to the past inspire you in math. May the prayers from California to the Florida remind you your geography. And may the radiance of all bless your recovery. #PrayForParkland” That’s a tweet, that was jusssst over the 140 […]
I am sick and tired of iPhone reminding me. Of things I don’t wanna do “Free time. I’m a mulimedia sensation!” Things I should “Work? Check your email” Things I can “Adult content what’re you queer or something” Uuuggghhh “iPhone wants to know. FROWNY FACE! FROWNY FACE” Danger mouse bomb
I saw Luttrell. With Marky mark. They are very different men, with very different sizes. Example: purchase “Lone Survivor,” at your favorite bookseller. Then, look at the pictorials. No, not Mark Wahlberg spread wide, but Mr. Luttrell in the Oval Office. Which, if you’re fairly tall, know feels far too small for the Oval Office. […]
“Today, we’re going to see if Jonathan can fly! Okay?” “What?” “Okay. Jonathan. Go, fly!” “Hate you,” he said semi-unexpectedly, tossed out the aircraft, “uuuuuuu!” “Aw, man. Okay, Lucas? Fly! “Aaaaauuuggghhh!” “Aw, man! Okay. Fifi, you’re next!” “Yip! Yip! Yip! Yieeee!” “My toy!” Interval. “That was my dog, man.” “Well your a dog handler, Bryan.” […]
The documentary “Five Foot Two” is about Lady Gaga and throughly enjoyable, at least up ’til this partAfter dealing with the multitude of flashes, through my screen, I thought “Why would one yell at a celebrity?” “I f***ing love you, Gaga! You’re so f***ing beautiful!” Write it down, put it on a blog, maybe. And […]
I stepped on a snake, I’m pretty sure. The other night. I smoke, I know I shouldn’t, but I went to 7-11 in the middle of the night, happily clicking my Zippo. My personal hotspot was on. I was walking on concrete not in the sun now, but radiating heat from earlier. Hot dog rollers […]
Returning home, gathering my shattered life. I was apply for janitorial work. Returning from The City, I once again encounter the industrious beaver. Only vacationing from Virginia, his summer dam in Marin allows him to telecommute, if pressed, for his employers. Omega Section. His boss? Charleton Heston. His wife? Jamie Lee Curtis. Nothing is more […]
I was a decent rifleman, above average, even, but I was really good at milking grenades. Milking a grenade is triggering the three safety measures (popping the clip, pulling a pin, and letting the spring throw a “spoon” off of the grenade starting fuse) and simply …chilling out. What are you doing? You alright? Good […]
100 percent The Hon Donald J. Trump is, essentially 1/3rd the govt administrating as such He is extremely pressed for time The Marines? Don jr Libo! Maybe- I’m totally confident the wall came down 1991 I would enjoy her. Meeting her libo 0543 Sweep Swab Polish Now 1. Wealthiest President elected 2. Eldest Conc: we […]
I The Fighters There was four of us. Myself, formerly of the 75th Ranger Regiment. Hector, one of the best long riflemen I’d ever met. He came from the 173rd Airborne. Then there was Victor. A 235 pound bear of a man who ate barbells and broke necks. He was a Chief Special Warfare Officer (SEAL) from […]
We’re not prejudice. Our DI’s taught us that. DADT has been repealed, so sayeth our Officers. Cpls and Sgts have a complicated, in-cahoots, friendship. That’s for certain. Where are they? Nevermind that. One things for sure: we’re hung. 8-11 inches. Flaccid? Erect? Who knows. Us
Somehow wearing a mid level expense suit better than my Armani, the beaver reacted to the news it had won. Electoral, not the popular vote. Congratulating me and my staff on a clean election, it takes the podium. In the first 60 days Richard Marcinko is to be pardoned, as well as amnesty for three […]
Once again, I encounter the brown furry mammal. Two teeth, somehow, form a smirk. In a single gesture, it clear it’s secured the position of Sheriff, for Silverado, Nevada. Offering me a chance to Deputy. Nothing is more taunting. Than the beaver.
COMMANDANT’S OWN COMMANDANT’S OWN KEY RING COMMANDANT’S OWN KEY TO THE WHITE HOUSE COMMANDANT’S OWN WATER SUPPLY COMMANDANT’S OWN JAG CORPS COMMANDANT’S OWN COURT MARTIAL COMMANDANT’S OWN SUPER ADMAX CELL “They need us.” “They worship him!” “‘Cause that’s their boss.” “Their Dad.” “I’m in.” “Me, too.” “HUA.” Insert. Go, go, go! Covering. Moving! Charges! Set. […]
Delicious pics “Hm. Ah! I, or the people,” says those who know I possess stuff “look better than this. Gah what a douchebag Others? Entertain me by pointing out my brother and me? “Alphies dad just want a sandwich.” Not me however, imagining oneself with two ladies = less attractive. To at least one. Men. […]
I had time. For red cell. At least the Obama’s were cool ’bout it. Late second term. Michelle and Barack, paraphrased, “Finished paying them student loans! Woot!” Worth. Something, for certain Hell yeah. Classy announcement “Kick Harvard Business some vigourish.” more not-my-place-to-know our of my depth kick it up the chain decisions I expect
Gerardo wasn’t just handsome. He had hidden uses. In the grove, when we fucked up at New Horizons. Sell sell sell! Him “Yo, Daffy! You want a Mexican” “Nah man” He was right there “He’s real handsome,” I’d insist, “and an expert in nunchaku” “Lemme see” Handing him the weapon, one banned in the U.K., […]
“And now, encountering an animal I’ve named, of course, the beaver. “First, it’s warmer than me, due to differences in temperature. Then, it does something functional with its rear end. It departs proving it is a better swimmer than I. “Nothing is more taunting, than the beaver.” picture by: Michaelango
The Audrey III.“Insert corpse. Conversation upon request. Please”
“There he is.” “That’s his father?” “I’ll be.” “Hah!” “He’s a smartmouth, too.“ Later, South of Market “There he is.” “That’s his insurance adjuster?” “Hah!” “I’ll be.” “He’s a smartmouth too.” Later, in the shower “There he is.” “That’s his deodorant?” “I’ll be.” “Hah!” “He’s a smartmouth too.” “Guys, can you give me 5 minutes?”
“Hello, Moneypenny. I’d prefer, after the incident aboard the train, that we not work together.” “I wasn’t aboard any train!” “I was, briefly.” “I don’t recall.” “MoneyPenny, you shot me.” “Of course this leaves my social engagements. Open.” “Splendid. Good day.” “I’ll arrive at your home!” “Please, do not.” “Happy hour?” Later “Bond! It’s me! […]
Ceiling. Hail Eisenhower, loser USAAF WHAT DOES THAT IMPLY how remarkable that those leeching off something their privy to view forgot: critics criticize parasites = non factor until RET PALLY? Ready Player Fun, Chaplain Corps. DEVIL OF RAMADIworst part? Still in Ramadi. Same shitty … Groundhog Day for what is hell A well admisrated place, […]
“Dad. Dad. Dad. Dad. Dad.” “What Tom?” There were in line at a very popular establishment. Tom was qued for a hush. “One day, I’m going to be so famous we’ll be able to cut line in front of all this people.” Hell, thought Tom Brady’s dad. It be cute even! “One day,” minicked a […]
“Gentlemen, another Golden Crowned Flying Fox. If I may.” “Yessir.” “Got the tools, got the talent.” “Galindo!!!” The bald Eagle put down his mixed drink and latest issue of Wired. “Whattup Gangster real.” Both sets of Ray Bans. “It’s a tribe thing.” Long pause, Delta Operators were wondering: what was the giant Hummingbird Hovering for? […]
“Damn, Marcus. That was a terribly high-impact conflict we just witnessed.” “True word.” “I’d think you’d prefer to settle your conflicts in a single precision movement. Perhaps clandestinely from the water.” “Don’t pigeonhole me.” “A’ight then.” “Not like, that, homie. Hey! Big Bill. He’s a four-star.” “Don’t call him that!” “Looks good on ’em.” “You […]
Many SEALs standing by, to choke u 2 death, x2! Let’s be knotty wishing him and his dog all the best “Hey, Marcus. Donny wants to beat your avatar. In fact, he says he don’t even gotta ask. You wanna watch?” Marcus said nothing. Bob had scattered the bunch. “Aide and abbet?” Marcus like legally […]
INT. SALVATION ARMY – PLEASANT HILL 1993 DAD Let’s see what we got. [DAD punches through WALL] DAD Hardcore Mexican Pornography. From Mexico. ME Let me try! [WINDOWS MILLENIUM EDITION punches through wall.] ME An actual Mexican? DAD We’re through here.
“Sorry Pierce,” said Moore, presumably straightening a bow tie, “you bombed.” Pierce Bronson, on the set of Goldeneye, and falling for it completely and of course they’d want him back, Roger Moore was the fun bond, the entertaining, yet deadly bond. He was just a teevee actor, Pierce thought. “Look at me, Sir Lawrence,” he […]
Addiction is a disease, not a sin of the father passed on to son. A disease many of those senior enlisted, and there inevitable replacements suffer from now, and are more vulnerable to after separation.”
But in the morning, I shall be dark. Like comm
“Marcus. Marcus! Eat.” Marcus was a bigger guy. Makes sense he’d eat more pizza. “Come on.” He ate. The perspective Navy SEALs were about to embark on the most daunting part of Basic Underwater Demolition (SEAL) school. Hell week. Shortly, a burly man who’d make your grandma slide from her seat, burst through a hatch. […]
“Knee high socks. “Khaki shorts. “Three button short sleeve shirt. “Shoes. “Kinda straw hat. “And camera, around my neck. “I can take as many pictures as I want, I’m on Vacation with my family, Comrade.” A haze of intransigence and cigarette smoke hung between us and them. “You want to buy a kid? I’ve got […]
“Tom Clancy’s Ampersands and the Spear of Shadows: A POWERFUL PLAY, NETTING MANY OILY, MEN.” “Yeah! Yeah,” said Tom Clancy, “I just write. Classified information?! Right here.” Lawyer’s Guide To Funding Mexican-American Intolerence and Slashing Pope John-Paul’s Tires and Covetously Spanking Spanish Speakers while Evading Tax-paying Latin-American, Taxes “Pretty Great, huh?” “Tom Clancy ate too […]
“Uh, The Mark of The Goddess of Victory?” “She don’t need letters,” Frank replied for all I heard, “who’s the kid in the Zoot suit?” “Oh,” I replied, “that’s Anthony. He thinks he’s the wolf from Tex Avery cartoons.” A twinkle, in his eye and then? A twinkle above. NIKE followed by SKYLAB That’s why […]
Dear Alexandra, Mother will be a beautiful, bionic implanted, very well read marionette, with many doctor prescribed painkillers before you get to divvie up my corpse, and plan for the island of misfit ME! Eventually stop calling mom, you’re six years older, for funeral plans. F*** Nicodemus, your horse. Oh, I got the shit beaten […]