"In agro-industry, petroleum, telecommunication, electricity, water, and banking, both large national and transnational conglomerates [...] pressuring the government to pay the foreign debt, increase public rates, compensate the banks for their losses due to capital flight [...] reign supreme while being contested by numerous popular organizations of civil society."
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Flip: those are some good ones. Look at the thickness of the caps. They must have excellent gills. No one would know these weren't bought at a store.
Miles: you need to stop using negatives like that, homeslice. It ain't a good look.
Flip: Fuck semantics right now, brodango. We got a lot of fungus to collect. And there are mad flying stingers around, so I wanna operate fast. With the quick-speed, let's hurry.
Miles: C'mon now, we got all the time in the world. These shrooms ain't gonna be disappearing on us. We got a whole 'nother three hours before the wetting.
Flip: Trust me. you ain't never gotten stung by a stinger. It would suck to have to suck poison outta you. I wouldn't be the one to do it.
Miles: Unless you got turned to stone. Then the stingers wouldn't be really important. No threat there, not if you was a stoned-dew face.
Flip: Shut yo' mouth. Let's go to the violets. There's some A. vaginata over there.
Violets had the best kind of aroma. The bumbles always stole their pollen. Mr. Snookles had been there when a one shot up his nose trying to extract crusty phlegm, a non-humorous affair for only him. Not since the horrifying experience of watching Abe Lanning's dreams eaten by spaghetti man had the dew face of Snookles absorbed such abject pain. His fate would be sealed the day his existence was re-mineralized. Of course, the convergence of a resolute bee and a couple of spore-hunters would be him, the grewd-dew faced Snookles. Craven, not. Oblivious, never. A reference point for continuous progress, measured and scrutinized; unequivocal.
Stingers were your friend. You were a bee. You could retract and poke, stab and sheath. Your chariot was your behind. Grunting and bickering beings of a "higher order" were your obstacle. Lack of cognition notwithstanding, you were a productive bee. Buzzing into the array of violets, there was a small, absolute instinct: pollen for the nest, or stinging puncture. You praised the sun, treated the vanished pecker as a marker in the road; the rendezvous of leisurely saunters of a sultry afternoon and a staunch Epicurean of June. You heard nothing, for you had no ears. You buzzed to a flower, muscles contracting all the while. A pluck later, peckerless peons suffered nose trauma. You returned to the nest, ready to start the rebuild, while some other forms of "higher beings" ran far back to their artificial home, away from the duty you had only just begun.
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rtant factbook was unearthed in this famous books outnumbered by comics library. The book was dated in 1920s and contains entries of genealogical importance.POSTED BY HUSK AT 3:43 PM 0 COMPLAINTSLABELS: VAGUE SPAMLOOK AT MY CLOTHES
"AS A BOY, I'M COMING UP THROUGH THE 60s, SO I THOUGHT MY LATE TEENS, EARLY 20s WERE GOING TO BE THE MOST RADICAL YEARS OF MY LIFE. AND THEN I GET THERE AND, YEAH, IT'S PETE FRAMPTON IN A KIMONO, MAN."
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The bizzy bee had come to terms with the fire. Her nest had burned to charcoal and ash. She had no need for tears. She had no need for ears. Bees lack such things. There is no remorse for bees, and no fear or self-doubt. Bizzy was a bee, and she knew exactly where to go. Flying high, building up electrostatic charge, the bee cut deep into the flowers as pollen clung to her body.
Miles: Is that a SMILING TURDUCKEN?
Flip: Nah, dog, that's a grewd-dew faced Mr. Snookles. His little hat is missing, so someone gave him a tape measure to wear instead. Look at his pecker! it's also missing!
Miles: You seen that grewd-dew pecker? I ain't never seen one.
Flip: 'Taint nothin special. But maybe someone broke it off and stole it! He's been stone for a while. I think he fell into a beer vat and got turned to some mineral. You can chip away at him, so his pecker probably got picked by some thug.
Miles: that sounds like a douchebag thing to do.
Flying high, building up electrostatic for pollen collection, you found the outcrop where the violets used to grow. They used to grow on the grewd-dew face. He had turned to stone some time ago, but you don't care or understand. You need to collect sustenance and rebuild. You alone, or else the nest won't reappear. You fly like a metaphor in a Tom Waits song, the bee that stings the vagabond asleep in the old barn. You will sting mushroom collectors in the sweltering forest of Dixie.
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Wednesday at 2.71 marks, down only 3 percent. (By the end of September,George Soros is an intensely intellectual man who spends muchdoorstep. If you want it on the record what you did and what you
husk: i heard somewhere on the radio that they might make it an official sport soon
husk: given that they stand up and fight once in a while
husk: it would be cool
troll: uh yeah, hey "insert boxer name here", i hope you know how to get out of a thai clinche
husk: pretty easy
husk: when the guy rolls on the floor locked in fetal position for some reason, just punch him in the face
troll: the ref stands them up
troll: fyi
husk: haha
husk: the nerve of me! :P
troll: if the fighter is trying for a dominate position or if they are stale mate... theyre stood up
husk: they're mates alright
discussed during the improvised building of an air-conditioner.
[alphaaa] rada a name from where ?
[rada] it was coined here, and elsewhere
[rada] i think the first person to call me rada was Q***
[alphaaa] who is Q***
[rada] Q*** was a girl from C*******. She's become infatuated with non-profit much to her chagrin.
[alphaaa] you mean non profit organisations
[rada] yes
[alphaaa] and now she's poor and miserable ?
[alphaaa] or what
[rada] I don't know, but with time, she's grown above the impulse to react to some "liberal guilt" that's been invoked by her Catholic upbringing. You know how guilt ridden Catholics can get.
[rada] I guess the story of where rada originates is seeped in a false dream of ridding unnecessary guilt from people of certain backgrounds.
[rada] I've come to realize that this may not be a strong point of mine
[alphaaa] i'm 25, u ?
[rada] i am U year(s) old
BRITNEY SPEARS and MADONNA play Grand Theft Auto 4
BRITNEY wants hearing moved
Husk interviews fellow Equivocalists
husk: you available?
rada: sure
rada: 4:20 MAN! i'm tuning out man!
husk: what?
rada: j/k
rada: what's up?
husk: when was the last time you played Lemmings®?
rada: 9 years ago?
rada: wait....no, i've never played lemmings.
husk: is Dr.Phil really concerned with ratings?
rada: he's more concerned with making women cry, so yes, he must be concerned with ratings.
husk: have you ever caught anyone pleasuring themselves?
rada: no person, but i have caught numerous dogs licking themselves.
husk: will there be an end to Holiday/Christmas movies featuring Vince Vaughn?
rada: No. As he gets older, the amount of those movies will increase exponentially until we all shove tootsie rolls into your eyes and ears.
rada: the only candy i could think is was tootsie rolls
husk: LIES ALL LIES
husk: so, Fission track dating?
husk: 'sup with that
rada: it's a way to date shit. you ever date anything that was over 10 million years old?
husk: were you ever under the impression that you broke your penis during intercourse, given that you've had any?
rada: yes, no, i...thing is....
rada: no. i thought i lost my dick inside a vagina once, but i think that just says something about my deep-seeded fear of vagina dentata
husk: why is LOST season 2 superior to every other LOST seasons to date?
rada: i don't watch LOST you depressing fuck
husk: YOU'RE depressed
rada: you've reminded me that i don't have a TV and that I don't even have the will to download TV shows. it's more a breath of fresh air than anything else.
husk: what would be the title of your autumn blockbuster Horror Comedy?
rada: Piranha Punch. It would involve a specific type of piranha that only attacks menstrating females. It's star Rob Schneider as a camp counselor who discovers these fish were brought over from south america by some crazy biologist
husk: plants... how obvious
husk: k we're done
rada: you picked the worst time.....my brain is fried
husk: makes it even better
rada: lol
rada: piranah punch?
rada: god....that's horrible
Husk interviews fellow Equivocalists
husk: were you ever under the impression that you broke your penis during intercourse?
joe bloggz: yes
Husk interviews fellow Equivocalists
husk: ever done a self-punch?
troll: self slap, yes, self punch, yeah, probably, not too hard though
husk: does everyday life make you cringe?
troll: yes, absolutely
husk: your thoughts on Facebook:
troll: ugh
husk: were you ever under the impression that you might've broken your penis during intercourse?
troll: no, but ive been under the impression that ive broken a girl's vagina during intercourse
husk: ever caught someone masturbating?
troll: nope, and the funny thing is, its normal to do, but uncool to get caught doing.
husk: what would be the name of your Action Movie?
troll: Resistance is Futile
husk: what would be the name of your summer blockbuster Romantic Comedy?
troll: Gettin' caught (masterbating)
husk: starring SinBad
Husk interviews fellow Equivocalists
husk: let me know when you have a few minutes to waste
jk: how many minutes?
jk: are we talking 6 or 7... or more like 8 or 9?
husk: I'm about to do another spontaneous Q&A
jk: you planned a spontaneous Q&A?
husk: planning it as I type
jk: so right now you're not planning at all
husk: no
jk: i will allow you three questions. any questions asked following the third, and final, question will cause you great shrinkage
jk: and no cameras, please
husk: is the word "taint" in your everyday vocabulary?
jk: "taint" often comes out of my mouth... but it's orated biweekly as opposed to daily
jk: perineum sounds much nicer. like a yearly flower.
husk: elaborate on the Pax Romana:
jk: could you give it to me in a sentence?
husk: what is the Pax Romana
husk: thoughts on the Pax Romana
husk: Smashing Pumpkins Zeitgeist is an insult to music
jk: oh, i'm sorry, the correct answer was what is the Pax Romano... and that brings jerry back into the lead with $1,100. please pick a category.
husk: see also; Pax Augustea
husk: were you ever under the impression that you might've broken your penis during intercourse?
jk: funny you should ask... in fact, this has happened to me. what concerned me more was that i still wanted to finish...
husk: thanks that is all
jk: but baby, i'm not done
husk: no shrinkage here buddy
jk: so the zeitgeist comment wasn't a question?
husk: zeitgeist is ALWAYS a question
jk: if zeitgeist is questionable, why isn't anyone asking?
husk: the "why" simply boggles the mind
jk: i'm your manic existential pixie dream hunk
husk: it's akin to asking "are we alone in the Universe?" -- too grand an inquiry
jk: like if natalie portman's character from garden state had muscles and a crew cut with tribal tattoos
jk: (the crew cut has tribal tattoos)
jk: the word "we" already implies that we're not alone.
jk: give 'em an inch, ya know?
jk: earth is just a drip of blue paint on a shitty jackson pollock
jk: hello?
Breaking News - Bin Laden found
Osama Bin Laden was discovered today living in England and living a peaceful life as a North East entrepreneur.
UPDATE
Barack Obama the long lost nephew of Robert Mugabe
It was just yesterday that an important factbook was unearthed in this famous books outnumbered by comics library. The book was dated in 1920s and contains entries of genealogical importance.
"AS A BOY, I'M COMING UP THROUGH THE 60s, SO I THOUGHT MY LATE TEENS, EARLY 20s WERE GOING TO BE THE MOST RADICAL YEARS OF MY LIFE. AND THEN I GET THERE AND, YEAH, IT'S PETE FRAMPTON IN A KIMONO, MAN."
joe bloggz: dusssst in the wind
joe bloggz: alll we are is dusst in the winnnndd
husk: fuck that
husk: i don't wanna BE dust
joe bloggz: shut up
husk: fuck him and fuck his dusty wind
joe bloggz: B dust
husk: no fuck U
husk: and fuck your dust
joe bloggz: B Come the dust
joe bloggz: BC
husk: ah fuck
husk: i look like i have no soul
rada: you look like an ambivalent Hitler
husk: .... that has no soul
OMGZ | RADA LOOK, IT B A STR-SHPD ROCK | It was really there, honest, and I figured you'd get a geologist boner out of it. So enjoy!
rada: TO:dante Shocking Video Shows Spongebob And Gay Sex! Watch the video.
D_Izil: wtf
D_Izil: man
D_Izil: I am not clicking that
rada: it offers much in the way of how our kids are being inspired.
D_Izil: I believe it is a horrible thing to send a man who just got home and was about to sleep
troll: hey
husk: yeah
troll: imagine an old man
troll: a nice old man
troll: like someone's grampa
troll: he has a red trucker hat. but a clean one.
husk: k
troll: "i ate her pussy!!" he shouts
husk: jhlf
troll: thats all i got.
troll: i was just surfing the net wondering if we could have seals as pets
AWW | SRLY | Vagent lunatic | ≥≥ | Guy comes up in the rearview, he's on my tail as if to say "go faster, I wish to exceed the speed limit" but he is afraid to cross the yellow line in order to get past me; he is a pussy.
I've seen the cracked up man as he tried to hide. I've been inside the house where he used to hide. For his enemy, he would abide a rancorous scent head to toe. Dead fish clamored down to the slough. His back porch stained from perch blood. Still, he knew the crows owned this side of the river. The flight of crows was met with concomitant caws and cries. An enemy has invaded. "Almost Heaven" sanctified the enemy, invasion-intentions wrought with humid showers. The invader looped, dropped, fled.
Dead times for fish mongers, reclaimed turf for heckling Corvidae
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troll: hello
husk: How are you today, T*****?
troll: great!
husk: Oh that is good to know!
husk: It will be a great Friday then.
troll: ugh
husk: The sun is out shinning its glorious light.
husk: Maybe we should step outside and give it a nice warm hello! Wouldn't that be spice?
husk: It is early yet, oh well!
husk: Is time a conundrum? Haha, only if you let it!
husk: By then she realized; one penis would never be enough.
husk: Does the mailman wear shorts to work? Or does he wear shorts outdoors?
And Now We Return To The Subject Of Jennifer Anistons Breasts
*BONUS POINTS TO HOMOFLEXIBLE AND HOMORIGID
joe bloggz: i guess broken social scene is okay
husk: no its not ok
joe bloggz: if you're gay
joe bloggz: LET ME FINISH NEXT TIME
eulacikyk@hotmail.com: Hi
husk: hi
eulacikyk@hotmail.com: hey, A/S/L?:)
husk: LOL
husk: that user picture of a teen nympho is a nice touch, she just wants some of that online fucking
eulacikyk@hotmail.com: hey whats up babe, U got a webcam? finally someone adds me, I am soo fuckin horny today for some reason lol
husk: haha this is awesome
husk: i want an msn-bot too
husk: i love how spam internet profiles horny girls with an idiotic yet casual LOL at the end of every sentence
eulacikyk@hotmail.com: listen hun, I am just about to start my webcam show with jen, come chat me there in my chat room? We can cyber, I will get naked if u do..lol!
husk: there's that "lol" again
husk: i wonder if i started a webcam session, would i get some 40 year old naked Turk masturbating at the other end of the camera?
husk: i must say though, this is the first auto-response msn spam I've ever gotten
husk: and I'm envious
eulacikyk@hotmail.com: I can show u how to watch if u promise not to tell anyone else how to do it???PLEASE:-$
husk: hey what the fuck ;)
husk: ... lol
eulacikyk@hotmail.com: well since its the law that u gotta be 18 (nudity involved), u have to sign up with a credit card for age verification! BUT.. Once you are inside, just clikc on "Webcams" let me know what name you use to sign in with so I know it is you babe! ***** fill out the bottom of the page then fill out the next page as well and u can see me live!
husk: that's very considerate
husk: hey, you should check out : http://equivocalists.blogspot.com where all this conversation will be posted later
husk: I'll censor your link, keep your hotmail addy though
eulacikyk@hotmail.com: Please dont mention anything about that in the chatroom once u get in ok?:-$
husk: lol
eulacikyk@hotmail.com: OH SHIT.. k I am late to start my show, I gotta get off msn...I will see ya inside my chatroom babe.. remember not to mention that I am upgrading u... You can use your msn name to sign in so i know it is you..
husk: U R AWE SUM
eulacikyk@hotmail.com: AUTO-RESPONSE: hey just in the middle of my webcam show if you want to watch click the link
husk: IM DERE NOW LOLZ SO HORNY
Srsly, guyz. Estelle Getty (better known as that crazy old bat from The Golden Girls) is dead. D-E-D. I know, I know. Who could fill that role now? We know family guy tried to bite her style with the creepy old perv neighbor..which was a good try..if you're a homo. But I'm not. Husk is.
troll: im tired of everybody using the word "niche".
husk: it's like the use of the word is in a niche in and of itself
troll: yes
troll: 2 years ago, i never heard that word, now every article i read, its there.
husk: at least no one says nitsche anymore
husk: you've never heard niche before?
husk: not even like, a dog's niche??
troll: yeah, i have many times, when regarding dogs. but now everything is a niche
husk: were you in some sort of un-niched niche of sorts?
troll: ugh
husk: niche to meet you
husk: niche the niece's niche eats reece's niches niching niches in a niche of nichism
husk: still
husk: i have an 8bit nostalgia
husk: music et al
joe bloggz: who doesnt
joe bloggz: i sometimes remember that girl i fucked that once
joe bloggz: but i dont call her
"Yo, what did jesse jackson say?"
"he said he wished barak would stop talking down to black people. and then said he wanted to cut off his balls or something sick like that...then he apologized."
"jesse jackson said he'd gladly play the gay-black dude in the superhero team "Multi-Culture Pals. he's hella brokeback for apache chief."
Parades with crying children and overacting performers / a giant mantis / an idiotic french stand-up comedian ripped off Bill Hicks so I left.
hey, you fuck.
1. Science has proven that the domestication of animals has resulted in a progressive erosion of their mental facilities. The domestication of humans has led to similar effects.
2. Your life is passing in front of you, you are getting old. You are going to die, and you're never going to be on television.
3a. Get drunk and have sex at 4 am on a Tuesday in the back of a running cop car while the pig's in the Chinese restaurant shaking poor Johnny Wong down for Chow Mein leftovers. Call in sick to work tomorrow.
3b. Stop being afraid of everything.
4. It has been structured so that we "need" money to survive. Most options for "earning" money involve us trading a large portion of our limited lives. Our "work" usually involves meaningless repetition that runs absolutely opposite to our human nature. Not only is our "work" boring, it is enforced with strict behavioral rules and the constant fear of being "fired". It has been rammed down our throats that this is a "reality", and that the benefits of this planned system outweigh the negatives. It is becoming increasingly clear that this may not be the case.
5. Being cool to people gives them hope. It gives you hope too. Help anyone who needs it and pay back every favor given to you in spades. Assholes are their own punishment.
6. This is my body. I'm the one who moves it around and I'm the one who makes it do amazing things. I will take full responsibility for the actions of this body. I will not be controlled by the body of another.
7. There is no priest, no politician, no boss, no cop, and no concerned citizen who will ever convince me that they are performing functions necessary to my continued existence. They do not matter, they only impede. There are no masters and there are no gods. There are only people who demand life, and people who demand control. Whose side are you on?
8. There is nothing sexy about mass production, hamburgers, or soda pop. American consumer 'culture' must continue to be ignored at home and worldwide. Yankee go home, and take yer shitty food with you.
9. Sex is awesome. So is a good burrito. So is a round of drinks with friends. So is reading. So is sleeping late. You shouldn't feel bad about constantly enjoying yourself. Misery loves company. So does boredom. Ignore the telephone.
10. Freedom is the only important thing, personal liberty the only pathway to dignity. Anything that stands in the way is the enemy, no matter what costume it wears. Stop being afraid of everything.
11. Nobody knows anything. Everyone is lying. Look out for each other.
12. Do Not Pet The Tiger. The Tiger is Sick.
13a. It is an easy power to ridicule everything with sarcasm and irony, anyone can do it. It's much harder to give things a chance and try to understand. As smart as you are, there is always something to learn, and, conversely, always something to unlearn. Stop being afraid of everything.
13b. Buy a gun.
13c. Lighten the fuck up.
The last retrospective look at the place for "the vague." It's great that the few who know what this is and means still enjoy creating, making others cringe. Metamorphosis?
"Stay away from those homies.....they're too loud and animated."
"Does Canada suck as much as Mccain claims?"
TOP 5 REASONS THAT PREVENTED IT AT SOME POINT OR ANOTHER
5. The audience was composed of relatives
4. There was a Rush Hour 2 poster on the wall
3. Past stains
2. Been there, done it
1. Pre-jac
01:22:22 [Y TRCK Y] man
01:22:28 [Y TRCK Y] i need to meet new people
01:22:29 [Y TRCK Y] for reals
01:22:49 [Y TRCK Y] i need to work at target again
01:22:59 [Y TRCK Y] nice place to meet peeps
nah, but onetime i smoked some weed behind a gas station and walked through an alley behind a wafflehouse and seen some cook dude fuckin a waitress.
I swear, this happened to me
at least we have the band's past fan-message boards that served as the provenance of equivocal. Thank you! I'm being very candid here.
天の来るまで落下が私達を血発汗することを愛することを許可しなさい。!!!!!!!!!!!
and the death of a geologist finally comes to fruition
RE: EQUIVOCAL AUTISM
"its not even funny. its like that private joke that just agonizes whoever reads it"
.......
I was imitating the antics of a Charlie Chaplin, of a Buster Keaton caught on film, of a fortune’s fool/ follied by the frantic fingering of a ¬¬¬¬¬fellated Samuel Beckett.
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I was of course clad in yellow, green and black, snowy bottoms, straight up into my back. Oh, the rhythm of dissension, descending dreary eyes, down a dipped slope, desperate, a dead prize/ rears its head past mine. This sensual gossamer greets with voluptuous reprise, yet I know this titillation of omnipotent preparation will only cast me into ultimate demise.
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His maiden besides him ushers him inside a cavity, a gallery of yuppie-disguise. I jet, away, from this encounter, dead, wondering how should I have been alright. I reach some corner, any corner, trot a waltz, peck into my shins and sing, “Luck Be A Lady Tonight.”
"I like the feel of it....but you need to stop using such complicated words. Just say what you feel, simple but still strong."
I was walking by a drycleaner at 3a.m. and there was a sign that said "Sorry, we're closed." You don't have to be sorry. It's 3a.m. and you're a drycleaner. It would be ridiculous for me to expect you to be open. I'm not gonna come by at 10 and say, hey I was here at 3a.m and you guys were closed. Someone owes me an apology.
I ACTUALLY FEEL NOSTALGIA FOR THE KIND OF DISAFFECT THOSE LATE 70'S KID FELT. AT LEAST THEY HAD THE GUMPTION TO TURN IT INTO SELF-DESTRUCTION. KIDS TODAY ARE SO IMPOTENT AND NUMB ALL THEY CAN DO IS POINT IT OUTWARD IN THE FORM OF SHAMELESS CONSUMERISM. IT'S THE SAME WAY I FEEL NOSTALGIA FOR A KAFKA-VISION OF OFFICE ALIENATION. TODAY'S CUBICLE WORKER BEES HANG UP SELF-EFFACTING CLIPPINGS OF DILBERT AND WORSHIP AT THE ALTAR OF THEIR OWN BLAND MISERY.
THAT OBSESSION WITH THE SELF STEMS DIRECTLY FROM THE UTTER FAILURE OF 60'S RADICALISM/UTOPIANISM
in other words:
the failure of idealistic liberals from the 60s...the manson family goes on a killing spree and everyone realizes that not every ideal is a good one
The guy who wrote this looks like a handsome Kramer
Mysterious hands exhaust the inquisitive, time to retire.
Sir Buenos Aries only drinks cocktails at café tables. Entranced
in the rays of the disappearing sun, cakewalking only delays inevitable inebriation. Downs amaretto orange, preening at the polarized glass. He thought how good
he looks while walking.
One second of decision brings BA down Amsterdam
to the entrance of Bitter Drake’s Fine Spirits. He’d ponder selling juniper tincture
to the kids of a private school. For a while,
he’d feel both pain and relief for passing down the art of slow-death.
Cakewalking kills idleness.
NO MORE CRACK
yes, time for sober discourse....
husk: knock knock
husk: ... ?
troll: not answering the door
husk: knock knock
husk: knock knock
husk: knock knock
husk: knock knock
troll: 'pas de colporteurs'
husk: knock knock
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troll: you get a 12hr ban
husk: knock knock
troll has gone offline.
Purple skies fell onto maintenance eyes. Complaints were recorded, shelved, disguarded. Look at the aftermath of a crane-death. Vacate your premises for the collapse of a sentinal edifice.
V V V vvvvv V V V
In Virginia: people drive differently the pace is some sort of a cross between primal/smooth; checks seem to be used more often; the rocks are different, the hills roll differently around them, they break the surface differently, more like with the surface rather than in spite of it; there are cedar trees along the highway; there seem to be more crosses, but maybe they are Virginia Easter decorations or maybe not; the people seem more kind, they say have a nice day and seem to mean it more; there are no foreign cars; Kudzu is everywhere it looks like someone sprayed everything in gray silly string. Virginia! Its a Winner!
"I have been enjoying an old highschool crush of mine living a few streets away from me.
"which is a big deal if you know how big S***** is and how far we are from our highschool.
"It's a good random accident. AND she's gotten all fat, which is heartening, somehow.
"then later I guess I got AIDS, etc. Well, 1 luv people!"
it's what brings us all back to our roots. this is the rootsmusic of eq.
husk: it gets to a certain point where couch cushions just don't do the trick anymore
husk: that and, his wife I suppose
rada: ever fucked a pillow?
husk: not yet
rada: i did when i was younger. i used lube in a plastic shopping bag. it was pretty disappointing.
husk: i was about to post all this on Equivocal
rada: hahaha
rada: you still should
husk: by the by, you needed to strap the shopping bag with duct tape to create more of a solid entry
husk: so i heard
rada: oh
rada: yeah, that's probably what went wrong
rada: if i lose my arms some day, maybe i'll try that
LOLZZIE LOLZBOURNE
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I have known love and love has won
I burned my fingers on the sun
Rick Kringle
Hi fucks. The only thing I liked was the vagina bed idea. I get to sleep in the middle. no fair!! right? You guys can have the fringes and I also get the soft underbelly area, no fair again. screw you, I'm still the quiet guy of the court who's getting all the King's pussy on the sly. I will forewarn that i'm prone to bolting upright from a dead sleep and screaming at the mexican paint crews.
Looky here, if I wasn't balled and chained to a Hungarian I'd be out in the city, looking for things to destroy in the name of the old school.
Conclusion. I'm proud to be a not so productive member of this, the third greatest blog in history. I'll be in NYC in July for 5 days food, drink and feet. I have created several spray paint stencils that suggest Radagast's whereabouts. I will plaster these images all over the city, chumming for Tuna. If he shows, he gets nothing except blank stares from four skidders staying at a shitty hotel, deal with it.
I guess if you can give a decent handjob, you can play the zelda theme song on a theremin.
Chocolate milk sales drop 3% this year
Who cares if it's overated? what are you gonna drink with your grilled cheese in the morning? vodka? are you f**** kidding me? retarded I think so. Alcoholic? just a supposition.
don't give Satan an inch,
or he'll take the ruler!!
i would totally let Satan fuck me
God's real e-mail address?
rumored to be: have_a_little_faith_in_me_0000@aol.com
not suprised! the guy is still using AOL!
"After my soul was elevated from the darkness...
"...I fell into a frenzy and looked for the nearest nature program to watch in hopes of catching some footage of animal sex."
"This phone has Tourettes...god, I hate technology."
A vague JESUS would've left his disciples a platte of six different fruits and said "these are my mittens... contemplate that" and all today would be spared several dilemmas. Oh rejoice thee something whilst I contemplate my knowledge made of citrus. Va savoir -- vas-t'en. Fuck Dumas, fuck you. Sérieux.
we are all really spiritual people
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GIVEN THAT YOU'D KNOW ANY BETTER
HIEROGLYPHICS > THE DURHAM REPORT > BIG BIRD > VIAGRA
GREGG ARAKI > SANS-SÉRIF > MENTHOLS > REHAB
TREAT WILLIAMS > TOM BERENGER > ERNIE HUDSON
LOST SEASON 2 > iChat > LIME BUDWEISER > AFTER-AFTERHOURS
..."The chives were fragrant, flowering bulbs wafts, toe-path along the river offered bumblebees and black flies for avoidance/annoyance. Tripped, disemboweled, scented irresponsibility."
kaan: Are you married
husk: no
husk: fuck you
husk: what business is it of yours?
kaan: The name
husk: sort of
husk: why Kaan ADDS the name?
husk: where and why?
kaan: *Valalhi, know, name, khan, *Degil, festival,
husk: KAAN, check this out, its CAM : OOF FOCK
husk: Degil Festival? OOF FOCK
husk: I want you to know though, for the record, I'm not racist, I'm just annoyed
kaan: Do you give your pocket numbe
husk: Yes I do
husk: Do you?
husk: OOF FOCK
husk: No reaction to this?
husk: 'Cause that's exactly where you're going
350=359
rada: i'm gonna do a special "350th" post for equivocal
husk: aren't we past 350th yet?
husk: yeah, we're at 358 now
rada: oh
IT'S OVER
let's start making things happen faster....with more of a 'hey ho, get up 'n go' kinda attitude....sorta like the beach boys
Heed a warning, only you can savor a moment (forest fire). "Knowing what you know now, would you still do Britney Spears ...if you could, that is?" Now more than ever. It's the long gap of possibilities between a not so innocent cheerleader and a rampant rehab diva that confuses many, but to me the latter is considerably more appealing. Take not for granted an opportunity to learn something, and learn I would.
RÖD RÖDARE RÖDING
> > >
BOB BARKER > TWISTER > RELIGIOUS EXTREMISTS > SPICE WORLD
FRITO-LAY > WHAM! > OUT GAMES > ANTI-CONSUMERISM
ANDY WARHOL > DURAN DURAN > METROID > LOST HIGHWAY SOUNDTRACK
DECEPTICONS > JARED FOGLE > LEGO STAR WARS > TRANS FAT
Patrons of the rabies-afflicted absinthe drinker, the gutter arts were the prime suspect of many a young man’s dementia.
Dreary afternoon, a cab pulls up and let’s off a junkie, the former CFO of the Surdna Foundation, betrayed on moral grounds by his former associates of SG CIB and Deutsche Bank. All names erased from the records of corporate member rosters. Queue the untold stories of a Central Park homeless man, high-class hobo reality TV.
it's from North West Africa
My gay friend says "dude, that's gay" -- in response I say "dude, that's hetero" but it doesn't pack quite the same punch. When was the last time you drank virgin punch? Have you ever punched a virgin? Sub-plots are unresolved (never will be). Is homeboy listening to gay disco?.That makes you. That's what you.
JÉSUS
BlRTH OF A GEEKY TAT
GAYLUSSITE
"Gaylussite is a mineral, a hydrated sodium calcium carbonate, formula Na2Ca(CO3)2.5H2O. It is formed as an Evaporite from non marine waters. Discovered in 1826, it is named after Gay-Lussac, the French scientist."
"you guys should just have sex with rocks already and be done with it"
^ ^ ^ FAGGOTH ^ ^ ^ 
lol
"If god was god, why would he make anything BUT himself?
"god might have made the universe[...]but our thoughts are the master builders of the universe.
"we art as god does in heaven."
"I art a fool, so god must be a fool, too."
oh, so now you decide to focus on Barthes' punctum.
SPICEY BRAUNSCHWAGER
"dude, i just made this bowl of noodles....and when i opened up the seasoning packet.....it smelled just like the bear exhibit at the san diego zoo"
"how do you know what a bear exhibit at the san diego zoo smells like? you been sneaking in after hours and shit?"
"i've been there...and i know what bears smell like"
A short anecdote from a Portland free-paper just before the plague.
Leaving the prong in his side, Caleb greeted the pain with gusto. He had known of the pale-fish, the druid-scales, the glass bottles and fasteners, the Satanic altar on Asia Minor, and the invading Gauls. He often confused Gauls and Celts like he confused bok choi and cabbage. There is nothing he could ever succeed at that he hadn’t already tried. He never found an iPod he had lost years ago. His only dreams these days involved riding in a car that was about to crash.
On a Tuesday in October, he mailed a letter back to himself to see how long it would take for it to make the circuit in the post. It arrived 5 days later, but in a different envelope. He opened it and the contents were the same, but the envelope had a different shade of off-white. He left the country about 3 months later. He learned that the Gauls had invaded Asia Minor in the 2nd century B.C. and felt he had returned to a new beginning on life.
Later in the month, his new country of residence declared war on a nation harboring terrorists and he was deported. He died in a car crash in the taxi he was taking from the airport. His last meal was a pizza pretzel with an ice-tea.
famicon fanscination
Inspector Clouseau infatuation
FETISH FOREST
AVAST YE A TERRIBLE SIGHT
SOMETIMES THINGS PASS
TRY THOUGH I MIGHT
TO SLIP IT IN YOUR ASS
COVERING THOU WITHIN
PLASTIC BUBBLE WRAP
PATIENCE WEARING THIN
AFTERMATH OF MUCH CRAP
lol u ghey
was watching the food network. not on hd cause they don't offer it on hd on cox cable. but they do have it on hd for some other people on some other networks. the fuck is that? wonder what giada's recipe for butt nut is. she's EYE-TAL-YUMM-O (for you rachel gay fans)
lol. aint getting married this week. cuz u gheey
Pizza-ghetti
I hate it when i order a pizza-ghetti and what i get is a slice of spaghetti with pizza on top.
HAHAHAHA....fagz
VAGUE ARBO | 2007 | TOP 5
TENNIS > HOMOSEXUALITY > OASIS > JENGA
CONNECT FOUR > MENSTRUAL CYCLE > BLOSSOM > DIGIMON
PEPSI > XEROX > CHRIS BENOIT > AQUAFRESH
JAPAN > NEONS > VIRTUA FIGHTER > KETAMINE
JOHN DENVER > LEAVING ON A JET PLANE > ...
owadays the kids all have guns... with Bluetooth capabilities / Failure's just another token in the machine. To which state have you been elevated to now that you've learned the truth (B.Nein)? The flow may be eroding the riverbed. | ??!? |
RUSH LIMBAUGH
“You need to start advertising your own block as being autonomous and then you can get your own police force to ensure the peace is kept and the minorities are kept in check around your block. That way, you will be able to tax them even though they get second-rate treatment since they’ll be considered temporary citizens on your block. The ephemeral nature of it all means you can change any rules regarding ‘visitors’ to your block at will. This will deepen the bounds of your pockets and money will flow into it. Do some charity work and you can just let the mortgages pay themselves off. Find a fine bottle of 30 year old Laphroaig and sit in front of your tenement haranguing away about the good, honest natured Ron Paul. He will save you from monotony, to be sure.”
“You aren’t even registered to vote and you just had a seitan sandwich, which you paid over $7 for. Can you eat a brick of shit now or should I just start throwing old moldy bread at you now?”
“You should try reading the other times….I mean the Washington Times.”
“You should get a VD from a prostitute. Oh wait….you’re gonna represent a microcosm of the Republican Party, so yeah, you’ll have plenty of time for that.
Suffering from bouts of Asperger’s, the pseudo-neo-conservative trustee merely leaves the room and starts listening to Steve Vai in the confines of his studio apartment in the “bad” section of some small city in Connecticut. For about 2 weeks he would live on a steady regiment of cigarettes and black coffee before ending his fortnight binge, once his palpitations matched his ubiquitous nausea.
O M G HUSK IS SO CUTE!
RECOGNITION OF AVOIDANCE
ROBERT CRÉPIN
troll: cigarette is killing Robert Crépin, don't let it kill you
husk: Robert Crépin?
troll: dunno. i just saw that exact ad on myspace. thought it was weird
husk: Robert Crépin died in a car crash. don't drive.
troll: Robert Crépin choked on a penis while giving head. don't be gay.
you want to see a real lesbian? go to home depot on a Saturday morning.
"when i say rock i mean crack. and when i say crack i mean taco"
"I think my thumb lost weight, or else, Mitt Romney just convinced me to drink beer with a maximum 4% ABV."
"You need to get laid." -my father
Posted: 4/11/2006by miniglass420
SPACEY RAYGUN YOUR A STUPID IDIOT! YOUR A TOTAL MORON! ITS A SINGLES COLLECTION YOU IDIOT! HOW ELSE WOULD ANYONE GET THE LULL EP WHEN ITS OUT OF PRINT? WHAT ABOUT PEEL SESSIONS? HUH? HUH? HUH???!!!!!!!!!! YOUR AN IDIOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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THE WHAT NOW
BITCH B EARJACKING
Y'HEAR ME
I'm gonna pull up a dose of street truth to y'all right now and you better not b clevering 'cause I got aa mad twist an its been wet, knowhatimsayun? yeah yeah you do
KNOW YOU U KNOW WHERE THEY BEEN
U HEAR WHA THEY SEEN
U A G 55EAST
SERIUSLY LOOSING PATIENCE HERE ON YO ASS
WHAT KIN A BALLER DO CEPT B LIVIN
dang....bitter bub
Googled rada
Seven-year-old Rada is from Moldova - the poorest nation in Europe with 75% living beneath the poverty line.
Poor housing and high unemployment fuels family breakdowns, leaving many children neglected.
Rada, whose parents were alcoholics, is one of the few children taken into foster care. The alternative was an outdated orphanage.
husk: do you have nukes?
emre: oof fock
husk: lol
husk: that's awesome
it's aimed straight at the heart and wallet of your dumbass 14-yr-old sister.
^ ^ ^ ^ ^ GARY GLITTER? ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^
"An actor prepares . . . to suck"
-Crow (Future War)
FUTURE WAX
I attract fat asses
I don't get it...every time I sit down on a bus or on the subway there's always a fat lady that has to sit right beside me. By fat I meant a fucking huge fat ass not the chubby type. I always end up stuck between em' and a window. Why...That's just not fair. I tried to think of a logical reason but...it's not because it's the only available space -- there's always plenty of seats so that's not the reason...maybe they think that by sitting beside me they'll have plenty of room (since their ass is like three of mine) but that's not true either. I always end up with half of their ass ON me. TO ALL THOSE FAT ASSES OUT THERE --GET THE FUCK OFF OF US POOR LITTLE NORMAL PEOPLE. First, it's not our fault that you're fat and second, stop seeing yourself smaller than you actually are. When you have the choice to sit beside someone or to sit alone by yourself, please spare us and sit alone ...
mc: I dont hate things i hate children
husk: oh
tru
Mccain was completely dumbed founded on how to answer anything...seeing as all the questions were about the economy.
Memorable Quotes:
Shit...charging a man with murder in this place was like handing out speeding tickets in the Indy 500. I took the mission. What the hell else was I gonna do?
Soon they'll be breeding us like cattle! You've got to warn everyone and tell them! Soylent green is made of people! You've got to tell them! Soylent green is people!
They went with someone with more theme park experience. Damn, I woulda killed for that job.
FWWWWW! i think there will be a part 3. if there isn't, there will def. be a part 5
ARE
(is it really the vaguest word?)
...Steven Seagal was born to a Jewish father Stephen (a high school math teacher), and Irish Catholic mother Patricia......word on the street is
Time flies (when drinking) and you can tell your friends that you've seen some really shitty movies in theatres. Movies you'd normally be ashamed to mention although you can never admit to Crocodile Dundee 2 -- and surely some of you have. However, if anyone actually saw part 3 at the cinema, is a fact that escapes me. I've ridden (and written to) many women who had very little interest in the subject.
initial reaction to equivocal.....OR.....his Schwarzenegger impersonation
on the threshold of what duotone could mean in your life. dangerous machinery looks better in pink. just watch out for greytoned Québécois.
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I mean, just to quote this particular one: "Seriously, what a fucker... Burt Nein said '... as the ones before..' and that made me want to have intercourse with girls I wouldn't normally find attractive." i mean seriously...fucked up, man.
As i continued my journey, not sure where i was headed, my thoughts were clouded with mystery and with that man, with the blue eyes.. and his mother, that whore, yes she was a dog, a jack russell i believe... she made great soup. I kept some in bottle.
Then we would pass (anger) some ‘exotic clothing store’ and up came memories of the fine cuisine served there during yesteryear, many yesteryears back. And finally, we would come to 1 Avenue where there were a couple of clothing stores where you could get a sticker saying, ‘Fuck milk, got pot?’ ‘Nuff said.
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Abe and Jimmy had found a pink t-shirt amongst all the dirt that featured a lamb that was saying, “I Love Ewe” on it. This lead to all sorts of perplexed questions that the two shuffled back and forth, sort of like a leisurely volley of Proust quotes on a cul de sac. I was looking at this one girl’s bag as Jimmy and Abe conversed about today’s faux-incompetent society.
"I once killed a man for looking at my crotch. He didn’t even offer to lap up the glue that held the groin to the spandex."
i was there...he said it
.....not unlike witnessing two vehicles collide; ok they survived but will they fight? Look! He has a safety belt mark on his face! On the left, the guy wore a baseball cap from an expired team while on the right, the man wore a turban of a slightly blasphemous 80's neon tone. They're in the way. You're not supposed to ram you're vehicle into someone else's, the traffic then has to circle around the wreck in search of
MECHANICAL LIFE VEIN
She was like the Peter Pan® of peanut butters.
Theory that moots juxtaposed op-ed pieces suggests an argument/debate between two mutes. Favorable sides not yet established. Commonly referred to as “The Stranger.”
bad attempts at liberal arts
Not to sound like some russian Tetris enthusiast or anything but it would be nice to have some female authors on Equivocal.......female authors
the offer is still out there.....PLEASE! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD! PLEASE!"
this pic just made me laf. i know, it's a crime....to spell it like "laf"
As i entered the room, i could smell marihuana fumes with toilet duck. i thought to myself:"mmm... my favorite.". Heraldo was on tv.. the episode on skinheads. didnt live up to my expectations. maybe because i drowned as a kid. We visisted a brewery in grade 7. anyways, back to the matter at hand. i thought i heard a sound coming the kitchen. to my relief it was Nigel, the household cat. he was a heroin addict. He got really depressed when Betty left him. i saw a flight a stairs.. "where do they lead?" i thought to myself. Most likely somewhere with booby traps and poisonous gas. i should avoid at all cost. something on the floor.... meat balls? no wait, corn pops, the real ones, kellogg's... i remember hearing on the radio that the police were looking for a serial killer.
SKIP TO 2:30
bad poetic interruption
The sound of marching feet fell
Into the bottle of preached words.
An owl screeched across the dell
Hunting rodents under canopy’s of lords.
The shade inside the glade held mute
Lovers, forbidden to speak without due repute.
The owl flies to a tree, leaves brown
From lack of irrigated till,
Dried from climates long since sound
The product of lost goodwill.
Lightly treading inside of leaky shanties enveloped
With tree pollen, lanky lovers liter their words labeled obsolete.
The mystery orb revealed unknown Utopia,
Sold to those with much stress.
The Lover’s Shanty Glade was a poor-man’s euphoria
Gift for family viewing at Christmas.
Many leaves have fallen over the years, bringing food, fires and famine.
Many years have passed since the idea of Utopia became as novel as satin,
Lightly treading, listening intently, Lovers at the hands of privatization.
Till the earth, the concrete gives room to roots of a dead nation.
-Dan Aykroyd
husk: seriously
jk: sirius lee
srsly
"he wants to see my jugs, he ain't dangerous" -cashier to lady, general conversation
"i'd rather have my hands smell like alcohol than smell like shit" -cashier to lady while wiping her hand with a wet nap after giving change to a black man
the original dilapidated quotes
Felt un-manly in the hardware store, pointed at things and said:
"oh that's a 3/4". Then she gave me wood.
lol
Renovate
Masking tape, pins, wax, gum, threads, flaxseed oil, epoxy, hot plate, polymer vessels, ladders, old sheets, 6-pack, sweating ladies, trampoline, 3-disc CD-changer, iced-tea, licorice (salted), raisin bread, paint cans, masks, caps, boxes of tools.
Remonstrate
Cigarettes, black horn-rimmed glasses, desks, podiums, wet paper, ink, coffee, muscle-shirts, muscles, fists, blood, shaking, pulses, strategy, Brian Eno, sparkling spring water (Saratoga Springs) intermission, Chunky, Q&A, bath.
Renegotiate
Threats, bombs, threats, bombs, threats, bombs, threats, bombs, threats, embargo, threats, terms, polonium, remuneration, demonetize, threats, accord, re-draft, reconnaissance, open research in hinterlands funded by pharmaceutical corporations. Renewed stock options, luxury condos, privatization, Chow Line, threats, handgun, ER, closed fried chicken restaurant, ghetto-fear.
Left to the devises of the dancers, the dripping sap comes up to above the eyes. He is followed by the others, indefinitely. Runs across the street. THIS IS NOT DRAMA! This is travesty in a latté cup. The five-stared demons heads drive the music into the ground, pounding music for the latent-maturation patients. To be the age of 20 until the age of 45. Let’s sink into the ground, the pounding, prodded ground.
Stenciled love-letters on warehouses
.....lol......
Oranges vs. Apples
-Apples:
Apple juice
applejacks
green apple smirnoff ice
-Oranges:
Orangina
Gatorade
orange chocolate
Orange Crush
cousin of lemon, lime & grapefruit.
Oranges wins 5-3
>The following took place between 9:41 PM on July 6, 4,278,090 BC and 7:53 AM on October 25, 10,134 AD:
An unmarried Japanese businessman ate a sushi dinner for the sixth day in a row and sighed having completed it. That night he dreamt his body sank to the bottom of the ocean.
The third son of the second man on Earth began a nine day journey through the African wilderness, only to die on the tenth day from an infected wound he suffered on the sixth.
A man in Istanbul slipped while descending a staircase and bounced all the way to the bottom. His cousin saw the entire accident and laughed for four straight minutes (and then sporadically for the rest of the night).
An amoeba that would have grown into the first multi-celled organism on Earth was destroyed instantly when lightning struck 2.3 millimeters from it.
Two masses of rock nearing the temperature of sublimation split apart forming a chasm the size of the Atlantic Ocean.
"GEOLOGIST FUCK"
From BEER (August 10th 2007), posted without permission:
Here,
As to my eletism. yeah. Im lost in a world of errors, 14 of them, all run producing. BUT IM NOT GOING TO RESCUE THE FUCKS WITH OUR ACE.
NICE OLD DICKSUCKERS, look likes my friends and I at a reunion to see Genesis...peter gabriel wasn't there so WE JUST SUCKED COCK AND KISSED. Lots of scabbed up legions on our hips ,elbows, knees that we excused as chaffing but were really from sliding into second when we were 14. Hard to let go of those competitive badges so we've all been picking them fo years and using them as pathetic proofs to collect money at the off ramps. funny how we all ended up doing the same shit AFTER ALL THESE YEARS.
THE COCK WAS GOOD BUT THE PILLOWS SMELLED LIKE GERIARTRIC HEAD
Dont beg me for blogs or I'll come to Canada and New York and piss in your graham cracker boxes while your doing the dishes and pondering the vacant lot OUTSIDE YOUR FUCKING WINDOW.
there's more
WHERE'S THE FUCKING CURSOR YOU BLACK TITLEAKS??
EAT IT
Heed a warning, only you can savor a moment (forest fire). "Knowing what you know now, would you still do Britney Spears ...if you could, that is?" Now more than ever. It's the long gap of possibilities between a not so innocent cheerleader and a rampant rehab diva that confuses many, but to me the latter is considerably more appealing. Take not for granted an opportunity to learn something, and learn I would.
PART 2 TOMORROW.....MEANING SOME TIME AFTER TODAY IN THE FUTURE
husk: sodomy was bigger than tax
rada: sodomy was the same size as Mobile
husk: its basically the same word
rada: as in people searched enough times the phrase "sodomy practices committed by Mobile"
husk: i was thinking more along the lines of southern inbreeding in minivans
rada: mccain is bigger than obama
husk: BIASED
"The simplest image of organic life united with rotation is the tide. From the movement of the sea, uniform coitus of the earth with the moon, comes the polymorphous and organic coitus of the earth with the sun.
"The rain is soon raised up again in the form of an immobile plant. Animal life comes entirely from the movement of the seas and, inside bodies, life continues to come from salt water. The sea continuously jerks off. Solid elements, contained and brewed in water animated by erotic movement, shoot out in the form of flying fish. The erection and the sun scandalize, in the same way as the cadaver and the darkness of cellars.
"Vegetation is uniformly directed towards the sun; human beings, on the other hand, even though phalloid like trees, in opposition to other animals, necessarily avert their eyes. Human eyes tolerate neither sun, coitus, cadavers, nor obscurity, but with different reactions. The terrestrial globe is covered with volcanoes, which serve as its anus. Although this globe eats nothing, it often violently ejects the contents of its entrails."
"you've won my heart, sexual deviant."
This is the second Malibu Shark, spends all seasons inside the pool. Loves to float on his back while high. Has a squirt mechanism that never worked, not unlike Troll's.
THE DOOR THAT CAME [PART ONE] Where twelve is three, what is nine? Why nine? Why not! There were so many choices and what made them peculiar (not only in appearance) is that they were all obvious. Each and every one of em'. The mere thought of any further debate on the subject prevents me from elaborating any further. I guess, back in the day, I would've been stuck in neutral faced with the opportunities ahead but lately it's no longer about the pick and choose and more about the chose sans pick. You'd do well, or not, to remember that. THE DOOR THAT CAME [PART TWO] You waste time contemplating, which is the essence of having made the previous choice. You could move backwards but you'd look retarded. Enough of this shit. I was given several alternatives and I received double that amount once the choice was made. To dwell on it is to look retarded. Seriously, what a fucker... Burt Nein said "... as the ones before.." and that made me want to have intercourse with girls I wouldn't normally find attractive. Full quote from Burt Nein:"In front of you from the back of you, lies choices. Once the choice be made, you will have committed to a choice and by doing so you will have not not chosen. Whatever choices appear next will and must be chosen uncarefully as the ones before and by doing so you will have so chosen twice, differently or exactly as before -- when choices were upon you and you chose to not-choose and chose."THE DOOR THAT CAME [PART FOUR] Shocker! Spoiler: Neverending everbeginning redundant and multiplicity. Go forth! There were alluring calculations on the third attempt (and a remise en question in the second) but the premise of the exercise/challenge is to ignore instincts and deliberations, just go. End Spoiler. Could I object? Is it also counter-productive an observation? Would you? Why would you not not? 'Cause you can't. That's the point. Could be at the fifth, sixth or beyond and no one would be the wiser... because you're not supposed to stop and think.. but then, how would you know? Did he offer them up for free? Is there such a thing as free nowadays? Is this another rampant string of questions to which there are as many possible answers as there are choices? Fuck yes. THE DOOR THAT CAME [PART FIVE] This part will focus on the act of in lieu of what took place. Went for one of em', only one now, no specifics, no instincts just spontaneous (riddled) not unlike witnessing two vehicles collide; ok they survived but will they fight? Look! He has a safety belt mark on his face! On the left, the guy wore a baseball cap from an expired team while on the right, the man wore a turban of a slightly blasphemous 80's neon tone. They're in the way. You're not supposed to ram you're vehicle into someone else's, the traffic then has to circle around the wreck in search of alternate lines. The driving witnesses would love to stay and watch but they have seldom enough time left to choose a new path and avoid further peril. I can't blame them! Unless they circle around the wreck at a slow pace while rolling down a window to "offer help" (hope they fight/who's bleeding?) fucking up the traffic behind them even more in the interim -- well yes, then I could blame them 'cause I could catch up to em' on foot but that would go against the principle. Boom! It happens. I know, I know... there's a second of intrigue. This one. It's done. That was then / this is now and the now has new decisions, sure the thought of it will linger but every step has a natural distraction, how much will you accumulate before it gets too heavy? Are there breaks in the path? Why not make your own... why not wait 'til your cute bi-curious female friends start an adventure in discovery at the same time you realize you have enough liquor left to fuel their quest? THE DOOR THAT CAME [PART SIX] PUNCHED IN THE FACE. Someone stole your diaphragm. A halt : one small waiting room with the theme from Growing Pains playing on a loop though others claim it is the theme from Family Ties. Whatever, really -- one had Boner and the other had Micheal Gross -- we needn't debate this any further (see: others). We were given a chance to name the waiting room as we went in; we agreed on "BLAND,THE" (yes, Burt Nein is among us). Complacent smirks all around. As a wee lad, the concept of life in prison is simplistic: frigthening due to the isolation -- life behind bars and the loss of certain personal liberties (where the toilet doors be at??). However, you realize there's an added twist to it as you get older, if only to scare you at a now-adult level; you know what I'm talkin' about... ain't no prisoners a-dancin' to the jail house rock no more (as far as I know). For the record, I still believe Bert & Ernie were nothing more than close roomates. Such hostility. Simon 1 - Thierry 0. THE DOOR THAT CAME [PART SEVEN] The secret allurement of a hot girl savoring a Mr.Freeze® : a refreshing head-tilt / eyes-shut / mouth-full of an "mmm". No more distractions, at least not for the next few minutes. When asked, Ty added: "wind that blows in many ways" in response to passing a door (early 90s quote from a faux-poet and his homosexual furniture). Every stop is getting livelier, carefully orchestrated to lose counts and ignore paths. Touché, cold girl with frozen fudge stick. Toujours prendre la gauche... à moins de vouloir trahir mes instincts via la droite mais rarement sinon jamais le centre. Why? 'Cause it's right there, the easy way out is also the hard way in. THE DOOR THAT CAME [PART EIGHT] OUTDOORS | Lesser men and women with lesser clothes (and vice versa). An immigrant-less plain of gray grass and all that could've been but fortunately isn't. Compared to modern teens, we had virtually no graphitti skills, though the messages remain the same: "my turf". One might wonder if they also pee from the high above the slides as we did back in the day... it begs a certain question: have we ever sled in the previous generation's drunken pee deposits (or worse)? All I recall is that they showed up holding sharp katana blades ready to bust up the swings -- a rare sight for suburbia though nowadays the kids all have guns... with Bluetooth capabilities. You're walking in the opposite direction, friend. THE DOOR THAT CAME [PART NINE] DREARY LOCAL WEATHER FORECASTS & OTHER SUCH THINGS ON THE ROAD AHEAD WHICH I WOULD BE INCLINED TO BELIEVE WERE IT NOT FOR YEARS AND YEARS OF COUNTLESS HALF-TRUTHS | You'll see, next up, it'll be the drastic cliffhanger-ish season finale, but for the moment it's nothing but a repeat performance of the usual minor intrigues (and other such things on the road ahead which I would be inclined to believe were it not for years and years of countless expired calendars). We're way past the self-inquiries here, the reflections and wonderings that are distractions between choices carefully planted to confuse and delay any potential progress therein. This is the eight choice / This is the ninth. One single pause for a successful two-in-one. Better late than never... How many safe strategies have you ever put aside for a single shot at the impossible? Five. THE DOOR THAT CAME [PART 10] CUSTODIAN SUPER TRUTH | THE DOOR THAT CAME / SEASON FINALE | What lies before us? Ten different sets of stairs leading in ten different directions. Different ups and downs. A first in the ever-tedious spontaneous pick series. In the late 90s, movie studios were confused by the Internet; there was no Internet-ergonomy. It can be seen on movie posters of that era (the http's, the index.html's). The researchers all agree; a valid point nobody could ever argue. Since that time, nostalgia has been linked to symptoms of various cramps (or a lack thereof). It was expected / Failure's just another token in the machine. To which state have you been elevated to now that you've learned the truth (B.Nein)? The flow may be eroding the riverbed. The erosion may in turn result in increased outflow, more than can be replenished by rain or snowmelt, according to a study by a group of Canadian coastal engineers and none will be the wiser. C.T.U or D / You elevate abandoning/accepting that there were no passages below. At at at at at at.
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