he was on a roll
when broheim went on
a roll he stepped aside because
inevitably broheim would say
something without thinking his words throughhed retort Whadyasay then crucify him with his owns words
never failed
I did more Cub Scouts as a young man
than I did as a boy when I was growing up.
Excuse me
What?
Wha did ya say
What?
You gonna try to stuff words in my mouth?
I aint stuffin
You liberatedaired the
words
I was listenin to ya bloviate
Bloviate.
Yaknow
Pompous Second to none when youre off an runnin
Verbose
You like to believe ya know
wha youre talkinbout
AnIve
warned you too many times Wittgenstein
Now I just let you go
Bloviate
In a windbag fashion
What was I talking about?
Id think youd know
I was listening
So you don’t remember what I said.
Au contraire mon ami
French On the contrary friend
Question is Do you
I’m sure you’l . .
. . Stuff words in your mouth
Now
Arya listenin
It’ll be bullshi . .
. . Listen
his expression was choice he knew intimately what crow tasted like
sometimes
he wondered why broheim bothered talkin toim
Strapped in
Say what ya gotta say.
Im not sayin
Im repeatin you
Ive told you countless times if you question my veracity bring a tape
recorder
Im comfortable
Say
what ya gotta say.
You said
I did more Cub Scouts as a young man than I did as a boy when I was growing up.
You know what I meant.
I havent a clue
It was your story
Sunday
afternoon, 5 10. 25
1906, Sunday, 12 10.
25
Ringo Starr You’re Sixteen https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p_LtUZCXepo
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