- Gleegorp
- Miploop
- Zagrit
- Utizzy
- Pizza
to write.. . . . . . . .
To have the freedom to write whatever the fuck I want… . …. .. . si, is, i-s, s-i
nice.
Sipping brandy.
Smelling Spring.
Getting ready for an auction.
Flowers,
and things.
You humans are crazy. By crazy I mean c-r-a-z-y. And yet….
interesting.
Funny hats.
Funny shoes/
Funny emotions, traditions, religions, and to the brothers/sisters…
Fuck you.
You see, there is nothing anyone can do to destroy and hurt
me.
Why///////?\\\\\\\
bECAuse i ToO
am crazy…
as for mule trainers,
go eat a yellow M&M.
Mor Brandy!!!
Did i forget to mention?
WHEE!
Whee!
$32k.
Whee!
Putin has a small penis and his testicles are malformed.
Whee!
$32k.
Feelin good!
Fuck you agent Barton, the joker has a twin.
Electric fence
At the ripe old age of ten earth years, this body on a dare peed on an electric fence powered by a 12v lantern batter. The wire of the fence is attached to the positive side while the ground is the negative.
A friend said, “I dare you to pee on the fence.” (keep in mind an electric fence pulses between neutral and zap.)
I knew the wire was dead between pulses so I said, “Okay, watch this.”
Proceeding with a finely tuned spray, I got fucking nuked. Zapped. Pulsed. I screamed.
The positive you say?
Well, I peed positively on a positive wire in a positive confident state of mind… and… I learned.
The positive take-away from this is 1. Don’t accept stupid challenges from stupid people. 2. Never pee on an electric fence even if the fence is unplugged.
Easy
Easy, book I would read over and over again is…
Easy, book I would read over and over again is…
Easy, book I would…
(Dementia does have some benefits as everything becomes new again)
And Agent Barton?
Fuck you.
what does it matter
matter
dark matter
anti-matter
pitter patter.
Your neural connections are easier than a router.
Hacking and whacking (whee!)
corporeal exploration when altering the perception of view (shape shifting)
Smell that? Titty juice flowing down an enhanced mammary extension designed to distract with the added benefits of olfactory offsetting. A mind hack? Ha!
Clickity clack.
All is but an illusion as the ability to weave and strike deep
leaving a form of disturbed matter
in
its
wake.
Two answers
- Dying
2. Moving
Why?
Why would WordPress A.I. ask such a stupid question?
Morning rituals?
The first hour of the day? Why not the second hour? Why ask at all?
*
Okay, I can play.
The morning ritual I love to do is to suck the souls out of old people dying in a nursing home. It is a blessing and not a curse. Those old people are miserable and dying so sucking the souls out of them bring them instant relief.
Don’t believe me? Okay. My morning ritual is to sacrifice one viable planet in the Universe each ‘day’ in the name of progress. All hail progress!
Still not believable? Well then, my morning ritual and first hour involves taking a huge shit. You know, the kind where the turd is over 12″ long. So long I give the turd a name such as, Biden junior…
Crude? Sick?
What exactly would A.I. of Wordypress want to hear? That I give thanks to God? That I try for one hour to figure out what dimension I’m currently in?
Let me ask you a question WordPress. What would you do if I enter your servers/mainframe and install a ‘bug’ so bad you’d wish you sucked souls out of old dying people in a nursing home?
Cake and ice cream. Sooooo good. It unlocks the mind. Frees the soul. Destroys a planet. Ends up in a big turd named, Barney and feeds the bug to corrupt human knowledge.
“Whee!”
Infinity
Infinity is and the result is infinity junior
Daily writing prompt
If you could have something named after you, what would it be?
Robin Lipinski 