* * *
Never mind.
* * *
I'm fucking tired. I tried to delete my Plenty of Fish account, but it doesn't appear to be a possibility.
* * *
I left work about an hour and a half early.
* * *
I might be stuck in town.
* * *
I thought about. Someone. the other day. during one of these restless nights. and I just couldn't sleep.
* * *
I filed a copyright for my #putinpullout! series on Twitter
* * *
Spam Stanzas
1
Asian beauties, Russian Beauties, and pills
to enlarge your penis, a lottery
check is waiting for you, and unpaid bills,
and deals on ancient Chinese pottery.
A handful of rice and a slice of spam
and a sheet of nori: wrap it around
and you have spam musubi, then you cram
it into your throat and swallow it down.
Spam is something that en masse you delete
because everything caught by the filter
is useless. Spam is something that you eat
unless your stomach feels out of kilter.
Spam is a nuisance, and also a food
one is deleted, the other is stewed.
to enlarge your penis, a lottery
check is waiting for you, and unpaid bills,
and deals on ancient Chinese pottery.
A handful of rice and a slice of spam
and a sheet of nori: wrap it around
and you have spam musubi, then you cram
it into your throat and swallow it down.
Spam is something that en masse you delete
because everything caught by the filter
is useless. Spam is something that you eat
unless your stomach feels out of kilter.
Spam is a nuisance, and also a food
one is deleted, the other is stewed.
2
Every day there's a new barrage of text
messages queued inside my SMS
box telling me of all the greatest shit
that I need to know: Tesla's not indexed
to the S&P 500, new sets
of rockets where shot into space with kits
of Chinese terrariums filled with plants
in an attempt to colonize the moon:
rice so good that caterpillars and ants
have reallocated all their doubloons into
a new space rice rocket landing mobile
and lunar rice paddy REIT's, while roaches
have a position on rice terraces
on Martian mountains and hope to double
rice shipments with interstellar coaches
powered by Lockheed and L3 Harris.
3
And then there are notifications from
the webcam ladies on Pornhub asking
for another round of seed funding, some
kind of boob photograph monetizing
algorithm that basically turns boob
photographs into cryptocurrency
called titty coins that every single N00B
playing Call of Boobies can use to see
the exact location of the knocker
exposure device, which will debrassier
all the dudes and chicks with great boobs faster
than a mechanical hand. Yet, we fear
a high degree of illiquidity
for any cryptocoin based on titties.
4
The calls that come in from some random chick
from some far away place where call centers
dot the landscape and everyone is sick
from the COVID lockdown that our betters
have forced upon us. She keeps asking me
for donations for the starving lions
of the Kalahari Jungle, and pleads
for donations in cryptocoins, tying
the success of her crypto nonprofit
to the results of the latest death stats
issued by the local health department
* * *
my GMAT book arrived.
* * *
Spam Stanzas
1
Asian beauties, Russian Beauties, and pills
to enlarge your penis, a lottery
check is waiting for you, and unpaid bills,
and deals on ancient Chinese pottery.
A handful of rice and a slice of spam
and a sheet of nori: wrap it around
and you have spam musubi, then you cram
it into your throat and swallow it down.
Spam is something that en masse you delete
because everything caught by the filter
is useless. Spam is something that you eat
unless your stomach feels out of kilter.
Spam is a nuisance, and also a food
one is deleted, the other is stewed.
to enlarge your penis, a lottery
check is waiting for you, and unpaid bills,
and deals on ancient Chinese pottery.
A handful of rice and a slice of spam
and a sheet of nori: wrap it around
and you have spam musubi, then you cram
it into your throat and swallow it down.
Spam is something that en masse you delete
because everything caught by the filter
is useless. Spam is something that you eat
unless your stomach feels out of kilter.
Spam is a nuisance, and also a food
one is deleted, the other is stewed.
2
Every day there's a new barrage of text
messages queued inside my SMS
box telling me of all the greatest shit
that I need to know: Tesla's not indexed
to the S&P 500, new sets
of rockets where shot into space with kits
of Chinese terrariums filled with plants
in an attempt to colonize the moon:
rice so good that caterpillars and ants
have reallocated all their doubloons into
a new space rice rocket landing mobile
and lunar rice paddy REIT's, while roaches
have a position on rice terraces
on Martian mountains and hope to double
rice shipments with interstellar coaches
powered by Lockheed and L3 Harris.
3
And then there are notifications from
the webcam ladies on Pornhub asking
for another round of seed funding, some
kind of boob photograph monetizing
algorithm that basically turns boob
photographs into cryptocurrency
called titty coins that every single N00B
playing Call of Boobies can use to see
the exact location of the knocker
exposure device, which will debrassier
all the dudes and chicks with great boobs faster
than a mechanical hand. Yet, we fear
a high degree of illiquidity
for any cryptocoin based on titties.
4
The calls that come in from some random chick
from some far away place where call centers
dot the landscape and everyone is sick
from the COVID lockdown that our betters
have forced upon us. She keeps asking me
for donations for the starving lions
of the Kalahari Jungle, and pleads
for donations in cryptocoins, tying
the success of her crypto nonprofit
to the results of the latest death stats
issued by the local health department.
How many people are dying this week?
Fuck You! and pay me you dumb fucking mink!
5
Countless messages from random ladies
on Instagram, most of them telling me
how naughty their webcam streams on OnlyFans
are, the best positions and poses, these
days, with modern cosmetic surgery,
all the chicks are hella fine, pale or tan,
it doesn't matter, spray one on, or bleach
one off, there are coupons in your spam box
that you can economize with, and each
tanning solon has TikTok whores galore,
each and every one a big titty fox
that I really want to make nice and sore.
I don't need tanning, I'm already bronze,
except for my Johnson and his bon-bons.
* * *
There were a few things that I was looking for.
* * *
What am I working on.
Yeah. I think that I'm done with the #putinpullout! series
especially considering that
i filed a copyright for it.
a
and I don't want to work on it right now.
* * *
Is it true?
You are the aribol for the shorganda leebo?
no
I am not the shorganda Leebo? or the aribol for
the shorganda leebo, please do not
ask me that again, because
yesterday i was naked
and I ate an entire bowl of the
frutiest peebbles in the
jornebromarri tola
* * *
What. exactly. is a queef
and bean burrito?
well, it's kind of a dual fart. where
one fart exits the front door, and another
fart exits the rear door.
when i was in moscow the other
mellenium. i went to st petersberg
square, and there
at the center of the square
was vladimeer purtin!
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