Really  Brigitte Bardot  gnomes collected just under her chin

                                                                   Ya have to fuck with me

Ya coudnt have had them riding her naked tits

No.

       I’m still displeased with you.

Displeased

             Who  other than you  uses tha word

I don’t care, you told me to lose my ego, I have very few things of my own . .

. . An youre stationary

    Obviously.

 

I apologise I can appreciate tha

                                    I spoke without regard for your perspective

 

You haven’t an ego?

No

       I cant say I ever saw its purpose  other than for it to be bruised

Probably due to my thickskin probably because Im lefthanded   Lotsa probables

   Dismissed it long ago

Jealousy in kind

You weren't ever jealous?

Once

        It perturbed so badly I walked home miles from a party was nineteen I believe  went upstairs to brush my teeth looked in the mirror

A cunt looked back at me

Didnt like my lookdidnt like how I felt

I took the toothbrush sticking out of my face out of my mouth spat  told my reflection Im lettin this feelin go  Im not gonna ever feel jealous again

   Havent since

I thoroughly disgusted myself

 

She died yesterday.

Who

Bardot.

Wha

    Yes.  My condolences.

                               You were a fan when she was youn . .

. . As was any redblooded male  despite   her being blonde

 

The gnomes around her throat really troubled me

Yes.  Why I used them.

                              Psychics have told you or rather told the women who then told you  who you had fallen in love with  that they are surroundedcrowded by males  malevolent  who wanted them for themselves and weighted them down sapped them  their life forces  wearied them physically  emotionally psychically

   Jah

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