and yep it's a belly flop a skidding to a halt a smackdown a wheels up feet wet entire tin bubble both engulfed and redeemed by the sheer power of immersion wrenching violence of 300 mph deafening silence at the end and the totality of it to the nth degree and everything that's what I'm talking about yep.
this is my brain on vacations
...as luck would have it, as of yesterday my deployed nephew's son that's less than a year old might not be his son after all and the rest is left to the imagination... why that cunting bitch...
...screeching sound of tires braking hard on hot pavement radios crackling...
A cruel twist in the saga yes very sad and needs a definitive test to determine the DNA source before we go all ape shit over it yes? and so we will or rather they will the parents I mean while we watch the proceedings from afar and sharpen our yoyo's in the meantime. Righto.
The both sides grandparents are struck dumb.
The family solar plexus is punched in and I'm getting an umbilical hernia from laughing too hard.
godammit...
Monday, August 3, 2009
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