A popular spot these days...........
'Like caring for a homeless person on a rainy day'.......
Calamity
Sunday, July 10, 2016
Saturday, July 9, 2016
Some Doggie and Me. (CENSORED on FACEBOOK) can you tell me why?
Guy was walking down a steep path towards the Sea trying not to fall forward he clung to a tree stopped and talked briefly to a passing man ... who was reminiscing about how it used to be... Guy asked him his preference between then and now the man chuckled and said before.
The Next Night Guy would dream... 'Just wish for it' Just wish for it' and anything would come true but be careful beware the demons.
He sat for hours... in his beach chair staring ....... A sole mega yacht passed.... The Missing Link... owned by the big wiener people.......... he presumed, he snapped a photo as the sole paparazzi on the forlorn beach.
He could see the highly polished wood that was inside a rag and can of lemon scented pledge furniture polish due to modern technology sent to him in a flash of pixels illuminating before his eyes... ..... from his offspring's pushing of a few buttons.......... 1500 miles away..... this the present technology Guy imagined how the indigenous people of 800 years earlier would have been astounded and as well when the winged silver tube went past full of snow white beings with blonde red hair.
He walked down the beach... a little man came out of the sea in yellow shorts of mixed blood descendant lore ... he could not have been more then 5 or 6.. he extended his little hand.... Guy looked into his face and saw that of a little old man...
He high fived the little boy then took his little hand and shook it then said.. Amigo...... que passo............I am the big fat white man.
and it was over.... except for the remembering that changed him.
It has always been the same as far as Guy knows...........
The majority of genius my opinion changed.
Written yesterday..." See how it Works"
Shall I call on the future?
I just thought things.................
What if Guy never hit Send or Publish?
Some Doggie and Me.
The Next Night Guy would dream... 'Just wish for it' Just wish for it' and anything would come true but be careful beware the demons.
He sat for hours... in his beach chair staring ....... A sole mega yacht passed.... The Missing Link... owned by the big wiener people.......... he presumed, he snapped a photo as the sole paparazzi on the forlorn beach.
He could see the highly polished wood that was inside a rag and can of lemon scented pledge furniture polish due to modern technology sent to him in a flash of pixels illuminating before his eyes... ..... from his offspring's pushing of a few buttons.......... 1500 miles away..... this the present technology Guy imagined how the indigenous people of 800 years earlier would have been astounded and as well when the winged silver tube went past full of snow white beings with blonde red hair.
He walked down the beach... a little man came out of the sea in yellow shorts of mixed blood descendant lore ... he could not have been more then 5 or 6.. he extended his little hand.... Guy looked into his face and saw that of a little old man...
He high fived the little boy then took his little hand and shook it then said.. Amigo...... que passo............I am the big fat white man.
and it was over.... except for the remembering that changed him.
It has always been the same as far as Guy knows...........
The majority of genius my opinion changed.
Written yesterday..." See how it Works"
Shall I call on the future?
I just thought things.................
What if Guy never hit Send or Publish?
Some Doggie and Me.
Friday, July 1, 2016
The Runaway Diesel Generator.........
The setting was in the basement of a house with thick concrete walls.... the home owner could not get the generator started that provided the house with electric... Guy said let me try and see if I can get it started,
Guy advanced the throttle to the full open position and then turned the electric starter key and held it past the point of the engine starting to sputter... then he let off the switch the engine was flooded with fuel and was barely running pop, pop, pop, but it kept popping on its own and then started spooling up faster and faster and faster to clear normal then past normal running r.p.m.'s and into runaway mode... screaming it was it and could spin no faster.... at the top of its iron lungs.... no shutting it off.. quick Guy suggested flip the breakers on maybe the Electrical load will slow the engine down.. but No it just blew the metal doors off the circuit breaker box and the cabinet they were in was rocking side to side and the gauges were all pegged and every warning light was glowing alarm, the engine kept screaming and was now generating extra electric... even the particles in the nearby air were charged.. and reduced gravity... why he felt euphoric as well.... his pupils were dilated and he found he could just gently push off and float... he pushed off with his toes and floated through a window opening... it was wonderful, He could virtually fly.
Guy kept repeating to the others in the room... there is no atmosphere there is no atmosphere, he looked down into the room now a few feet below him... viewing into a sunken living room area there was a woman with an older face but a younger looking body... huh he thought.... nice tits...... I would do her.
There were a bunch of women around actually... one dark haired girl was over in the corner in the lotus position masturbating she was lamenting the fact she could not eat her own pussy she had a dark bush.
But guy was excited, there was no atmosphere for him ... finally an elderly lady noticed his floating ... heavens she said how can you do that...? He was going to show her but she had no time... they were going to the Eiffel Tower.. and had to leave right away... La Te Da...........
A Cover band was playing Stairway To Heaven... with only flutes............ in the back ground.
Later a fellow came in and started strumming an open E chord on a guitar , the music kind of went da, da, da,da,da,da........... it actually sounded pretty good....
Then the Space Lady came in....she was expounding that she thought XXl's are more fun...... and said you don't want to stand directly beneath the catastrophe , Lucite is a necessary shield....
Then Rodney Dangerfield entered into the room.... he delivered a joke as only he could... as follows ' A Kid walks into the room and tries to use the thermostat on the wall as a mirror... to pop a pimple... he turned the dial up and the room got hot and the pimple popped...
Catalytic converters are just containers that hold pollution to be put somewhere else one day.
"Writing Don't Go Away" sang David Lee Roth.
Well you know, How cats are........ they can turn around and go back.
Heavens where are you? Down the Rabbit hole?
I buy no clothes to hide... says Guy.
Guy writes backwards consequential......... 'Consequentialism' his very own style given to him.
There is all kinds of abuse in the World today... Guy Suggests...... many take financial abuse....
Money Abuse:
And the euphoria created by the charged particles in the air... causing Guy to become light footed...escaping gravity................
The Runaway Diesel Generator.
Guy advanced the throttle to the full open position and then turned the electric starter key and held it past the point of the engine starting to sputter... then he let off the switch the engine was flooded with fuel and was barely running pop, pop, pop, but it kept popping on its own and then started spooling up faster and faster and faster to clear normal then past normal running r.p.m.'s and into runaway mode... screaming it was it and could spin no faster.... at the top of its iron lungs.... no shutting it off.. quick Guy suggested flip the breakers on maybe the Electrical load will slow the engine down.. but No it just blew the metal doors off the circuit breaker box and the cabinet they were in was rocking side to side and the gauges were all pegged and every warning light was glowing alarm, the engine kept screaming and was now generating extra electric... even the particles in the nearby air were charged.. and reduced gravity... why he felt euphoric as well.... his pupils were dilated and he found he could just gently push off and float... he pushed off with his toes and floated through a window opening... it was wonderful, He could virtually fly.
Guy kept repeating to the others in the room... there is no atmosphere there is no atmosphere, he looked down into the room now a few feet below him... viewing into a sunken living room area there was a woman with an older face but a younger looking body... huh he thought.... nice tits...... I would do her.
There were a bunch of women around actually... one dark haired girl was over in the corner in the lotus position masturbating she was lamenting the fact she could not eat her own pussy she had a dark bush.
But guy was excited, there was no atmosphere for him ... finally an elderly lady noticed his floating ... heavens she said how can you do that...? He was going to show her but she had no time... they were going to the Eiffel Tower.. and had to leave right away... La Te Da...........
A Cover band was playing Stairway To Heaven... with only flutes............ in the back ground.
Later a fellow came in and started strumming an open E chord on a guitar , the music kind of went da, da, da,da,da,da........... it actually sounded pretty good....
Then the Space Lady came in....she was expounding that she thought XXl's are more fun...... and said you don't want to stand directly beneath the catastrophe , Lucite is a necessary shield....
Then Rodney Dangerfield entered into the room.... he delivered a joke as only he could... as follows ' A Kid walks into the room and tries to use the thermostat on the wall as a mirror... to pop a pimple... he turned the dial up and the room got hot and the pimple popped...
Catalytic converters are just containers that hold pollution to be put somewhere else one day.
"Writing Don't Go Away" sang David Lee Roth.
Well you know, How cats are........ they can turn around and go back.
Heavens where are you? Down the Rabbit hole?
I buy no clothes to hide... says Guy.
Guy writes backwards consequential......... 'Consequentialism' his very own style given to him.
There is all kinds of abuse in the World today... Guy Suggests...... many take financial abuse....
Money Abuse:
And the euphoria created by the charged particles in the air... causing Guy to become light footed...escaping gravity................
The Runaway Diesel Generator.
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