I am tripping more than you are. Battling razzberries

[the mingo]

That''s the catfishes' problem. So what is all this french ? and I'm outta here for work got my .22 carbine rehabilitated today first time in 30 years it's been used spent the day with Ol' Town Mad Wayne getting it sighted in and plinking away like a couple of teenagers whooping & yellin'. Fuck ya, Mongolia!!! So now I'm outta here love ya Kid catch ya later! Pow Pow!!!

[SadLuckDame]

The French is the stress or I, stressing. I've not done anything of importance for him.

Makes me go at it in another language, the barrier. Crazy feelings eat me alive and just makesing the best of it. My heart wants to save the world, my family, friends, but dang the sucker punch on how very little I've accomplished.

And do we ever much accomplish any for anyone or is it all for ownsome at the end of the day. He's fifteen feet tall, but only it's me that feels so, instead of hauling over a ladder and getting the people I love climbing up it.

Keeping em young and goodly, mingo?
Oh yes. Gotta be fit to be here today. I knows it. You're doing it like to win it. Makes me happy.

[SadLuckDame]

Read an article today and it caught my attention when it suggested, "Did we (humans) start walking in order to obtain sex." It made me think about the internet. Did we start teleporting in order to have sex. I don't know why it's in my head like this.

[the mingo]

"Did we (humans) start walking in order to obtain sex."

Of course not! Chimpanzee's & bonobo's and the like get plenty of sex. I don't know what those folks that wrote that article are talkin' about. And the reason you can't get it outta your head is that you are a horny little goof.

'Nite, Doll.

[creativesoul]

Awesome

[stilltrucking]

Well they say money can't buy you love, but I think we started working to obtain money. I'm just speaking for myself because we all know a woman's work is never done

[SadLuckDame]

Jack!
Did you win the lottery?

[the mingo]

You won a lottery, Jack? Congratulations !!

[the mingo]

Thx cs.

[stilltrucking]

Better than that, I got an algoritm

I got alogorythm



I wish

doodle by the jitterbug, he tells me that gambling shows a complete lack of faith in the lord.
I think about him as the Spinoza of Baltimore

[SadLuckDame]

Free for the next 10, Jack's alogorythm, will bring us that much closer to him.
I got you and you and me. Mingo thinks/thanks I'm horny, which means I got allI/gotInRythm. I feel rich just to be here.

I look up, good thing to not be alone when it's a Saturday night dance night.

She was like a ruffled pink puff, delightful in front of the camera. Delightful in front of the piano.

[SadLuckDame]

Tripping out on thinking barriers. Was thinking the French in last piece as barrier, sweater is barrier, fog is. Continuing in French. I must be tripping out. I don't know, but here.

Les amoureux: le coup de foudre.

D'imagination.

Diego: "Elle se maquille."
Frida: "Pas, numéro. Elle dans un chapeau."

Diego: Puisqu'elle blesse (mal)? Merveilles il.
C'est silencieux.


Frida: Mon coeur!
le nez, la bouche, les yeux.
C'est silencieux.

Ils tombent amoureux.
L'extrémité.

Il est le mien. Je dois l'appeler Chat.
L'installation avec le Chat.
Trouver Ennui.



Flash of lightening equals love at first sight.

The imagination.


Diego: "Her in make-up."
Frida: "No, no. Her in a hat."

Diego: Because she hurts? Wonders he.
This is silent.


Frida: My heart!
nose, lips, eyes.
This is silent.

They fall in love.
The end.

He is mine. I am to name him Cat.
Setting up house with Cat.
To find Ennui.

[the mingo]

ruffled pink fluff ? In front of a camera ? In front of a piano ? you & you & me ? and ogodogod !
Quick, I need a Porsche ! Or a Challenger with hemi up front and a sawed off shotgun beneath the seat. Fuck yeah, Mongolia !!
Snarl snarl ! Humming "Copperhead Road" all the way to the river !
Ba-BOOM.

[SadLuckDame]

O.K. here is the idea forming behind my scenes.
If writing it in another language, I am able to cut back on my habit of babbling. Yes? Why, because I'm not fluent. Hmm, not able to speak more than a few wordings at a time...therefore only able to keep it short and sweet. ha ha. I'm laughing here. ppp

[SadLuckDame]

Wait! Don't bring a shotgun. Grr.