12.9.26


. . . so confronted with the hard reality of having sex

                                                           Youre really  really   really thinking about propagating the species

You’re gonna tel . .
. . If I was why was I wearing a condom

 

Ifya saw her face you coud see how grateful she was tha she didnt have to worry if I was a diseased piece of meat
         Don gimme tha face
Im wearin a condom because she might be diseased
                                                         I can hardly think of anything worse than a diseased pussy head dropped to his chest  wagged

he hadnt the imagination

 

So when confrontedyoure getting laid   youre not thinking of sex

                                                                           You have biology on your mind
possibly better than thinking about baseball
Deepenin lengthening stretching the gene poolFuck  you

    Tha never I crossed my mind a single seconnah    not a single nanosecond
No

Yet youre insinuate it crosses yours

                                                 Fuckin   Really

    It crossed mine.

Wha an uninvested fuck


                                  How old were you when you finally got laid
None of your business.
No

         Im not makin my businesslemme surmise

Lemme presume

Lemme   weigh  the oddscollege

                                      Second year 
Some gal got sick an tired of you playing with her tits

                                                                Essentially
Raped you
You hadnt a clue
She thought good for her
                            Had herself a fumblinvirgin   Christ
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bs-Q0JmWjj0 occurs to himhe thinks which way did she go which way did she go  not he

Trepverter

    You went down three flights of stairswandered out of the sororitys front doorlocked behind you  before you realised you gotnot really ya really didntshe did    you got laid


 

    Your poin . .
. . Youve forgotten
 

Fuckin didnt cross your mind 

 

Ever see tha girl again

No.

Didya try
I did.

She didnt want to see you 

 

 

No   

            She didnt 

Saturday afternoon,  12  9. 26
2153,  Saturday

Chicago  Beginnings  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zWe6sL2x_pw

Before answering anyone’s question or if asked your opinion . . . you should always . . . pause.
                                                                                                                            spoken like he had uttered something profound

 

belaboured the pause

                         Yathink

You agree with me.

Coud have asked me years ago an I woud have agreed
                                                            Nothing new under the sun cowboy
Ill assume presume deduce  youve not been deposed

Deposed. said it like it was an alien word

couldnt resist Abracadabra   Open Sesame  Or as Antoine Galland translated Ali Baba  Sésame, ouvre-toi. Sesame, open yourself.
                         Which
Confuses me

What’s to confuse you?

Sesames a girls a womans name

 

 

    I . . I don’t think I want to give that any credenc . .
. . Oh   I thought you paused

Funny.

We coud use tha pause youre talkin about apply it to our communicationsreturn with us to those thrilling days of yesteryear  The Lone Ranger rides again

What are you talking about?

Broadcasting ceases midnight begins again at six Lets us absorb things that have happened around the world rather than recursive reoccurring replaying news items tha pull at our reins incessantly
Beasts of Burden

    As you say  Be thoughtful

                                          Before opening your mouth

You don’t think a six hour pause is excessive?

Once upon a time it wasnt

Its cause an effect

Wasnt ever meant ceaseless causes effects

                                                Tell me if you have ever heard anyone say causes an effects

    I dare say no one

Except me  mebbe   right now

247preferred,  Sunday,  6  9. 26
1234,  Saturday,  12  9. 26

The Lone Ranger  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5nR_WAFqR4A

she said she went downtexted him a gif to elaborate how she did a leg under her the other flungforward straight ahead
                 he grimaced

she reminded him of her motherhis wife  she had a hell of a time keeping her feethad caught her more times than he could remember and remembered times he wasnt there to catch hertwice broke her ankle

    blew him away

she danced as a young girl a teenager dug disco he watchedadored watching her dance with talented partners


she was an athlete

     was

 

he texted back  :  :  OUCHhow’s your ankle?

  :  :  Tender.

  :  :  Kept your shoe on?

  :  :  I did.

  :  :  Good grrl.  Assess later at home

  :  :  Yes. After work.

  :  :  That gif was disturbing

  :  :  I wanted you to see what I must have looked like going down and on the ground.

  :  :  You could have saved me that

  :  :  It’s called a Drag Queen Death Drop, a dance move.

  :  :  A pratfall, practised, physical humour, comedic

  :  :  Yes. Shablam.

  :  :  Shablam.  Onomatopoeic . . . although I prefer onomatopoetic.   Poetic. Oftimes

  :  :  Shablam ain’t too poetic, Papa.

  :  :  Moreso than pratfall

  :  :  There is that.

Back to work. I love you. I miss you.

  :  :  I love and I miss you too, kiddo    

1446,  reggaefriday – September 11,  2026
1127,  Saturday,  12  9. 26

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dL1d7kG3xv4

at a sudden she turned her head looked at him  smiled
                                                               Did you say something?

bookmarkingputting a finger between the pages he set the book in his lap

                                                                            No I was listening to your thoughts
You were being awfully loud

her smile went biggerdimples deepened

                                              Isn’t that impolite?
You makin all that noise

almostimpossibly her smile bigger deeperyet dimples
                                                          Noise?
So much yammering buckwheat I couldnt distinguish individual words lines of conversation of argument  Its a riot
         Did you want to talk

I don’t want to interrupt your book.

My book quit talking it didnt want to competecoudnt frankly

                                                                   We shoud talkyou  you shoud talk
Ill listen

 

You won’t take sides?

Your side

             All ofem

All my sides?

Every  beautiful   facet

That’s swee . .
. . Don go there I wont listen to tha

    No. You do not.

No

        Talk to me

tears filled her eyes a single movie star tear slippedrolled singularly down her cheek
                                                                                                               he had no idea how she or they did that

Whenever

she smiled it broke the dam the tears came fast he set the book on the table stoodup from his chair knelt on a knee beside her she leaned into him he embraced her awkwardly she was soft  moaning   wax

0611,  Saturday,  12  9. 26
1028,  Saturday

felon lead the Dallas midterm convention in an oath
                                                          “Please raise your right hand.” 

“I pledge to the greatest president in the history of the United States, that loves us so much he can’t even breathe, that I will go out with my family, my friends, I’ll do it any way—I don’t care if I’m registered or not, I’m going to try and cheat like hell like they do, they’d never, there’s never been bigger cheaters, they don’t care. I am gonna go out and I’m gonna get my friends, my family, and we are going to vote on November third or we are going to vote before that!”

the toxic miasma . . .

                          perhaps was only exceeded by the fallout the atmosphere in the immediate days after the Twin Towers were felled . . .

folded the newspaper closed

set it gingerly on the gingham tablecloth beside his cup of coffee and saucer

 

 

What?

 

Him?  Are words failing you?

    Dismal . . .

 

And?
Wretched

she mused trying to lighten the load I understand it wasn’t standing room onlyplenty of places to sit.

I can’t humor you?

he set his hand on top of hers

looked deeply into her beautiful First People brown eyes

                                                               No kiddo   Not this morning
Disgusting                                                                                

0911,  Saturday,  12  9. 26

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