Oh and for those that dont know.
Bush won with out contest.
Red States rule
Blue have yet to rule dew to the Rose colored fog blinds are covering the masses.
"You must let go my children and listen to voice. When I snap my fingures, you will awake from your 30 year oppression by the left. You will write your Congress forcing them to go back to the basic laws when God Governed the law. (You know the whoole salt pillar, thing). "Whoah!" shakes head. "Was that Satin?"
When I snap my tounge, you while awake with a headache that will only go away when all Liberal thinking and mind control are vanished from the human mind.

Remember my children. To exceed our goals to explore space, we must first rule our thoughts and and women (until they awake)
Remember my daughters. We men are simple creations. We have just but few goals. Sex, a good beer and be told that you are the One. The rest of the crap is done only to please the sisters. Now awake and go forth sons and daughters, leave the window and play a board game. Blow off that dust tread mill, look at your spouse for the first time in 6 years. The battle of who spends more time on the pc is over and there is a clear winner. the one that sat and read this whole line of scriptures from the Yukon Man.
Now that I have unbrain washed the weird and the fuglies, go by that dress, those flowers, and make sure take care of the section you hold dear to you. The section of Adult mouth excersises with a French twist and Cherry on the side.

"SNAP"

Howdeee! whatcha all doin? I feeel as if I just finished my 12 grade presentation to the future. Need A light, an adult coolaid chaser, a pill, Enzyte (Its like adding a box of yeast to a french role.) something is in my head. Oh I know. Ill just read the chapter / scriptures of Yukon Dave and his journey through the far reaches of space named only....The remarried/Raod trip for 3 months/want to kill my x's husband/ behind payments on the beast and above all, the most bitch of the day is...... My hands and arms hurt from the unbelievable tast of deicing the ENTIRE Yukon GMC, EVERY square inch, due to the misss guided thoughts of gravity and how it effects ice, snow, and MUD. You see, dry lake beds, are by far the most entense for af nature the Mother ever concieved (Except for the thong ) in her track across the un developed lands of Nevada. Not only is it fun to play dry, but when dampened with a soft coat of fluffy white powder, it turns into one the biggest mud pits and fresh powder to destroy, but when the day is done you rest assure that the hours of 11.00pm-1.00 am Mother is cooking up the dessert. Its like missing the finally at the 4th. Because at around 1 am you have the best auto/ice rink for miles. only in a 4x4 is the way. you spin like a gracful 105 5-6 Pro-skater waiting to jump and spin here 3-4 axle spinns. (poetic huh?) As for the welll built GMC Yukon ad about 15 axles spinns and I mean donuts kids Its like it took of and the force took me and my brother on a Disney E ticket ride to pukeville. And before I end up running out of ink Ill let you all think of the rambles of a man and his SUV.

cue sad music, sunset falls , bulldog Yukon exits with howling tires and a heart stricken memory.

Ok no more beans after midnight.................

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Oh grass hopper you have much to learn.
1. Moss grows mostly on the north side the trailerhouse.
2. Two women in a bush is accepted more that a man on a stick of Jimmy.
3. And disco is dead.

Why fight the truth.
Vietnamn (Non english voice speaking theat word) is over and so are the love camps of unproteced lushes breasests.... I mean fornication. And above all, the King is dead.
SO remove that mulet, suck out the sellulite showing threw those 5 unsized spandex, let go of you joystick and smell the vitory of rich, powerful GOP leaders and supporters. There is always room for the converts. Just remember to pay for your future so we dont have to. Oh and fu*k the ackins diet. Bring back the Extra sized large that would feed 5 kids in a
unprotected over sex country. I want the salt I want the fat. I want the 5pound burger. Do you know WHY!!?! Ill tell you, because if you would all just eat, bumpnasties (clean them as well as a dog ), and make money to do it again, we would all get alone.

I think I msy did sn over dose on talk radio right.

Keys are moving, beer is in the frige. I have have not slept right since the night before Demo dooms day. I drank and slept for 2 days. After that I proceeded to drink due the leavel of fun and wild fun and spontanious things I would come up with.

Good news though, I lost alot of money by switching to the seperarted life and have gone in the red. aint wife grand, umm, life tramped, fluckered in the Hersey High-way of forget and get more.
My session is up

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These freeflow-of-consciousness posts are really boring. If you're gonna have a conversation with yourself, then save yourself the trouble of typing and just talk aloud.

Hey D2, long time no see. Glad you're still alive. Now make a coherent post.

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Oh and my cultured side, says he never talks directly to me, that would be rude, so a typed with love letter to my sheep is suffise LOL

Oh and Flux.... SUUUUUP DUUUUDE. Oh and I know the lead singer Steve of Smashmouth's Dad here in Great old Cali and he was telling about what happen to Steve 2 days ago. LOL DUUUUHHHH to Steve.
Big a bull and could clear a bar on ladies night, but he really needs to work on his "Points to much is to much and could fail." Set of thinking.
Take a Toy Pathfinder, and basiclly Overhaul it and then ad some more. Then take it to a flat outside Las Wages Nv, just to have fun in a 4x4. First off, the Toy is not on a level of play past its center point of gravity (The reason redneecks invented the steel bar support LOL- rollbar). With that in the mix along with some other guys and babes wathcing the ride, and last but certainly not least, the magizine guy who was asked by Steve to take shots of him spinning donuts on flat, object free salty looking flat.
Camera ready, 2 whelling donuts are fun, on the ground :/. The Over weighted Pathfinder went for its first cool Steve donut on film and it failed very BAD, or at least thats what Steve was thinking as the flat ground went from top to bottom a few times.
Brused and saved by the bars, Steve licked his wounds and excepted that there is a thing having to much.
They can be taught LOL!!!

Oh and that story was directed to Flux who needed attention.
Better

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You and Jon Harris would get along very well, except I think Jon would do all the talking and none of the listening.

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Very close to my hotel is a street called Lincoln, and thereon is a small symphony named the New World Symphony. That's a short walk to, and today their televised display marquee is blaring out this brassy atonal noise that's almost a scifi cliche, causes me to picture Pony walking on the desert from an aerial view, with the shadow of the manta moth giving him the "high five."

On that street are trees that have hanging vines with oddly shaped fruits and flowers. Those trees with the hot pink blossoms - I was once told they were named Mimosas or Moseses or that, those I've always like because of the ferny fronds.

Michael Tilson Thomas has written a short piece named "Urban Legend" and the program says something about 'the beast lives' - I was a little insane about that.

I HATE those trendy hotels now. I'm sorry too - my forehead has still theone that's erupted twice and that's a rather low class boy's scare, and the other I nuked with rubbin alcohol and it's dead dormant and flakey.

Found a place to fix the laptop, rather trade the dead one for the used silver Fujitsu one that does have cd-write. Neat on the beach at night, to write there alone by the lapping waves - I must walk one block to get there beside the Townhouse Hotel and some very impressive high rise condos, through a construction area with up and over turned palm trees and a chain link fence.

December 3 is that trial date in Tyler that I can't quite make. Then they can say I'm a fugitive from the law I suppose. Maybe they won't issue another warrant; I don't really get to care very much.

Supposedly all my things are finally now on the way to me. Rent's paid until the 12th, and then there's cash for another month's live and spend.

Found a pair of gigantic black bug eyed shades at the ATM machine outdoors. Biggest ones ever, glued the one lens back inside.

Score last night was weird - a man attempted to hire me at 25 per hour to work on his yachts or at this business, but wanted to put me into another apartment - then took me to laundry bar and introduced me to the owner of Windjammer Yachts who didn't know him and who was a nice man and all, maybe in the future he might be helpful with out of country tripping.

I have the first one, Thomas' website and phone number. TLC something, they fix up yachts. Oh last night I wore whatever jewelry I had and it saved me, I've been shredded and made to feel and write very badly by the trendy hotel people. I hate them, but the facades of the hotels were in my face - now I want gel transparencies for the glass panes.

The alterations costs will be huge for trousers.

And I must buy facial and skin care products, I hear the insect problem in the Southeast (Charleston in part.) is even worse now - but I think those bug are reported to be tiny mites, and I think they egged me, because the wounds continue to come up and bleed and still so many scabs, so hard to think or think about work.

Oh gosh time's up and still so much more to report.

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Sup D2

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“I have noticed even people who claim everything is predestined, and that we can do nothing to change it, look before they cross the road.”

“Intelligence is the ability to adapt to change.”

....you have mind fucked me for the rest of the day

.....you do know that

....don't you?

Any ideas??

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quote:

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Originally posted by outrider:
peyote?

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And no outy
I have not partook in the PAYOTY!
Just good ol' budweiser

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