11.4.20


he wokeSUDDEN thought thought  couldnt remember waking frightened  mebbe not since he was a child
his fists were clenchedarms up ready terribly aware he was on his back  that he could only hope to throw up a defense he was disadvantaged 
                                 a jetblack figure loomed over him
his thinking was over quickly
                              a hatchet hidden in the blackness of the figure crossedslammed down between his fists catching him just under his left eyesmashing his cheekhis zygomatic maxilla boneshis jaw wreckeddislocated from his skull teeth blew out of his mouth
he screamed 
             not a scream articulated by his tongue it was severed hot blood ran down his throat
its Grace wasbeyond the first shattering pain he blacked out never felt the other blows that turned his facehis skull to pulp

Why? never occurred to him probably wrestled with Whynot?
1122,  Saturday,  11  4. 20
ELP  Karn Evil 9, (Part 1)  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yIFBpn7_uBQ




the big black boogetyboo man returned casually  casually   selfassured that the prior time was so fuckin easyitd bewhy wouldnt it be easy again as if it were some kind of a game  a perverted series standing 1-up in his favour thinkin  maybe  the best of three

stupid dumb fuck
                   this time the hatchet wasnt on the cabinet to the right of the bed  not the buck knife either an again flat on his back  when his hands went upnot in fists this time openhanded  he grabbed him by the throat and yanked him on top the bedon top of him an as he yank him down in a queer-making-love embrace spasmodic  handsgroping feeling Wheres your cockbitch a free hand went to the bedstand to his left where the buck was unsheathed  it lay beside the hatchet  he grabbed it  spit Cunt in his ear  Boogetyboo cunt I got a little sumptin for ya
                                                                                                         he slammed the buck up under his chinsplitting his tongue in half slammed it again forward through his sinusesagain smashing the styloid processagain the mastoidthe occipital the blade played in the pons chiasma medullasplit the pineal sliced gray matter like meatloaf

boogetyboo couldnt scream
                            his throat slit into halves hot black blood roiliedshiveredslattered  gobs and gobs that cooledcoagulated by his dying breaths 

1 – up All tied up you piece of shit

Whadayawanna make it
                          Best of fiveSeven 


he pushed boogetyboos body off of his  an then slammed the bowie through his temple to close the deal
the sheets  hot and greasy with blood and humours

he took a breath  caught some air

                                          then dragged the body into the bathroom and dismembered it in the tub

no sweat  nobodys lookin for a ghoul

ashes from his cigarettes fell on the hewed flesh

he didnt think the dogs would mind


Huh he wondered  What did the fuckthe fiend do with his body

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2253,  Saturday,  11  4. 20


he humoured himselfcracked himself up 

when one lives alone it is incumbent upon them to humourentertain themselves

he had a whole lot of practise
                                and he didnt mind practising on others



he was on the road stopped entered a breakfast canteen 

he fingered the menu and then set it down

he ordered as it was ordained as he drove into Goleta 
                                                         Rancho Dos Pueblos  Wet please


the galthe early morningrather busty server asked Rancho Dos Pueblos?
                                                                              her eyes went up and to the side
he liked to think they did because thats what he expected 

he liked things to happen as he expected

she echoed again Rancho Dos Pueblos? Perhaps she said perhaps to enlighten him Perhaps you mean Huevos Rancheros?

Huevos Rancheros

Huevos Rancheros


Huevos Rancheros

HmmNo Im sure its Rancho Dos Pueblos

It isn’t. she said

he wasnt often attracted to gingers 
                                      although to be sure she was someone to be attracted to her and her abundant freckles across her face working down her throat to chest no telling where they stopped  an all of it set off by her green catarina
               he was intrigued

Tell ya wha You have it made Ill eat it

she tapped her pad with her blue ink Bic pen  thinking

I suspect he said itll cost about as much as the huevos rancheros you tout mebbe a bit more expensive for the oysters an shallots an additional eggs 
                                 Also  its critical when you serve them critical that they jiggle when you walk  However you understand that The jiggling is important

her eyes rolled to the ceiling

leaning forwardhands on the table he followed them he exaggerated craned his neck  Watcha lookin at sweetcheeks

her eyes came down 

she looked into his  then said sternly Really?  Sweetcheeks?


Yasayin they aint


she looked exasperated

Colour looks good on you

her exasperation piqued

Yes Definitely looks good on you Yamake em jiggle an Ill make it worth your while I promise Im good to my promises too an so quick they can twist your panties in a knot  Before you can cry Polly wanna cracker 

Polly  as I understand usually wants hard crackers


Polly I promise Can have what she wants


Or you can tell me to leave

                                No  hard  feelings


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2304,  Friday,  10  4. 20
Traffic  Gimme Some Lovin  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HJP0-xo_Ugk     


“This is sad talk”  “. . these are the saddest new conferences” yet he boaststweets about his rating numbers “Im talking about death” is he really

he pivots “I'm going to have to make a decision, and I only hope to God that it's the right decision . .”

what happened to ”Only I alone can fix it.”  it is America
                                                             is he trying to scapegoat Godfinger Himmake Him a fall guy when his decision runs afoul agroundgoes bellyup like a dead fish  smells like dead fish 
                                                                      anNo  he isnt talking about coronavirus dead placed inside refrigerated trailers

he can say hes throwing the doors wideopen for business in America May1
                                                                                  that isnt his decision

1253,  Saturday,  11 4. 20


Shakespeare

“Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears;
I come to bury (the fat man), not to praise him.
The evil that men do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their bones;
So let it be with (the fat man)."


Listen
        it is worth your while

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