somehow he acquired a prick of a
godkeeper to
some gatekeepers anthis motherfucker was supported by a zealous
overseer and therefore well-resourced provided
his history pertinent facts worked overtimeworked hard trying to make him
miserable whenever possible often succeeding
he
refused to play poker
because
his pokerface was exhausted by this piece of shit whose throat like on-line
commerce when its fucked someone and they want to return or have returned product
and they want their hardearned money back EVENTUALLY months of months later
despite first promises by customercare agents then their supervisors then their
supervisorssuperior Put my money back into
my account. I have a receipt confirming the product was returned.
. . . this
piece of shit like on-line commerce who he cant get his hands around their
throat
motherfucker evidently alignedacquired
assess to corporations possessed
what remained of their souls recipes
changed for the worse lesser
ingredients products smaller profits ups
he made pricepoints if an item exceeded what he was willing to
pay he didnt buy it
motherfucker corporations
they ceased making some products altogether
DISCONTINUED innumerable
items he enjoyed
some that he considered luxuries
which meant they exceeded his pricepoints
but occasionally he afforded them
then the cheapshot they really hit him hard
they
at the overseers
direction a cunt of a cunt observed detailed to a fault kudos thorough reminded his godkeeper to revivespur his memory of how leftie the cat would jump up on his
bed while he was making it to be petted hed chastise her never meant it part of their game
then hed stroke her sidefingertips only and keeping her hindend up leftie went
to a shoulder looked at himpurring as he loved her up after a while he went around to the other side of the bed to stroke her flank and shed turn her
headturn onto that shoulderhips still high purring unbroken
cunt of a cunt said to the godkeeper Remind him he didn’t take one picture of any of
those precious moments.
Accentuate. Precious.
What of his memory? Can’t we fade
it?
I’ve tried. That’s a lost cause.
We’ll just pique himtwist the blade.
Ohmy.
I’m grateful I’m on your side.
cunt of a cunt grinned cruelly
1336, Twosday – leftie died, 10 12.
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1051, Wednesday,
11 12. 24
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