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"…I don't believe anybody feels the way I do about you now"

Hunh. Dare I say, such is the balm reserved for the inhabitants of Ring six (of Dante's). Very possible it is an ascertained fact that in such rural assemblies they have a relish for the respectably ponderous, and an honest pride in the fact that they cannot be bored— and so for the more licentious the tongue the more

Ol' dear, you people can seldom be permanently convinced of anything. Gawd-damned, in our youth our convictions are hills form which we look, in mid-life they are only caves in which we hide. In other words, the ecstasy of spite is often to be met with Schilleresque people, such people who justify the maxim that the

I suppose all the profligates are now out of breath from branding Benedict XVI that they now are even tired of supporting the guessworks of Hollywood shikes on how the Catholic action is appropriated for trying mysticism. Such is the great peril of soft mystifications: that extreme evils have a very long head start.

You gawddamned lost soul. Like an old staid carpet that just been drenched with water, in hours' time to stenched of toxically-infumed mildew— as to become why your "better half" has not worked up the impetus to apologize at a duty's notice. And once of carpet, and not a hardwood floor, the "better half" isn't likely

What does this mean— "favorite cinematic device"? What do you mean here? In other words, what honest industry and cinematic philanthropy are you playing up to here?? "Jarring tonal shifts"— you mean like a gawddamned black African man with a skin blotches, through the way of making him a more viable human to serve

But what is of your mind, heart, and soul then? For are you so gawddamned naive in mind to think that you can urge yourself, sans heart and soul, to isolate individuality as something apart from your age ("age" meaning the time and place you are present)? You modern scamp, your attitude to your age is YOUR gawddamned

I don't know. I think that's the modern quandary of bringing up the conception or a dis-advertisement of Hell in this day-n-age to any bitter secularist: There's no distinguishing between an "Ass 3" and an "Ass 23" to them, like "Bad Guy #4" from "Bad Guy #5" in the closing credits of a Dassinian bank heist— they just

I have to say it is quite just in this world (of all worlds) when a female is so preoccupied in mind that she has no due but to stay up all night wondering if she will be of child or not. And no, I'm am not speaking of or referring to the Virgin tidings in upon her dream in so that the worship of God there is required

Usually when one tries to hunt down one's childhood self in adulthood, one is looking for a friendly role of a benefactor for one's present transgressions. Of course this goes without saying, and that I am aware that everyone without exception on here reading that remark will say I exaggerate. But I am convinced that

I am quite fond of these people. While their natural cadence is that of a pair of hyenas in the midst of a feast, in the midst of all the caustic sounds of these people I would sometimes fail to notice words that were kind and friendly, and which were all the more welcome because spoken without any ulterior motive,

Lo' and behold, look at little boy wonder, if being socially insignificant as a secular wasn't enough, he have to also unnecessarily concoct the Christianic portrait of a true Russian. Dear Lord, the social polemics of our time. Of course the little spoiled America-borned American is implicity opposing of what Pushkin

Good gawddamned, look at all these secular suck-offs! arm in arm— the perfect do-nothings of the world— all of them verging on the grotesque, but on an intentional and cockcrow strain no less. This public wreckage upon to cast their loose, soddy nets to preserve the unholy relics, as if the rubble and perplexity of

Why would you ever suspect that a female who you have never met to quote-unquote Sin up after the after-credits? Are you that of an immature, incomplete person or are you are just one of those who possess that peculiar kind of compassion which every male feels for every female. I bet it's the former, because one does

Calm down, for there was a time when these kind of things happened to me quite often, and it always end up with a stranger friendly clapping me on the shoulder. And at a moment's rush, I would defamate this said stranger right then and there. I guessed at the time and as I discovered subsequently to be the case, this

What do you mean "if that means anything"??— Are you a female? Cause what do you gawddamned know about what is flaccid and when it is covered? You must be one of those long neck, ellipsoidal head, circumcized Jews of a Modigliani— with almond eyes embittered by an unpainted life of answering questions about finance

The ROTTEN roofs of the complacent, transparent hanger-ons and desperate late-comers. The spottiness of cover, like a gawddamned holed, over-focked Wigwam tent— for those who may peep down under the weaves that are pretty tattered and transparent—- That's the gawd-damned problem with the rise of these new-age

I don't know if you're referring to the show of the same name I've seen when I was that little. To much my gathering, I was harangued into seeing a Punch 'n Judy-sort of show when "Punch 'n Judy" was a vulgarized comment on the excesses of Western market trade, but only this time Punch 'n Judy was the opening act for

"…prove that the single mother premise is a solid one to build a show around"

With all sincerity, what exactly do you mean by "Shitter's full" as it pertains to the Advent season? Wouldn't we all want to get rid of our wastes as unremittedly and unmitigatingly as possible? What are we gawddamned to do: reverse our strictures?? In the vast majority of positions, when people no longer trust in