From ~ You know who ~ Clyde
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Oh my God.
I am in deep confusement.
SightyPoo met Robert Lewis in Aruba and Ralph was smoking cigars with Monica Lowinski.She said someone was wonderful people minus 1....and she bet nonetheless to win.
Perhaps my efforts are better put in moving on The Debster.
Withering Heights....I like March.Cant quit 'im.
Shari Robert Lambchop Steaks....Rock Shandy
Sue Wanna Bee....Skylander
The Aruba Derby brought to you by BLECH!....(It's held in Rio de Janeiro,but the way.)I like Hansen to win.No Advantage performing for Ralph Geeker:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T5_96DTde38
My head is spinning.
"resuscitate your pud"
HOLY MOTHER OF GOD!!!!
thud!
Thank God I have downed copious amounts of MerHigh and am immune to almost anything....just not the D.O.D. Contest Contestants.
But the Purple Heroin can't be expected to be a cure all.
God help me;I love kumquaterry.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_uQWnlEs9GU
The MerHigh is making me sappy.
I wound up in a neighborhood bar filled with unsavories.
I love the female unsavory.
They have no morals.They refuse to be taught,too.Commitment;that is like so important.
I know I went in with someone, but came out with someone else.Maybe it was.....or maybe it was the MerHigh.Can you follow this?Boy I shore can't.Could there be a synchronized Joe Cocker act?That would be tough.You thought I was kidding about Obama being an Egyptian Pharaoh,huh?Oh my God.I looked out the window and the space I parked my car-----that's not my car in that space.It may be the MerHigh-----again.You follow me now?I'm thinking of planting my own uranium 235 rods.The procedure was explained to me and really.....it's not that big a deal.Just have to find the 235.I'll bet baffert has some in his horsey medicine cabinet.
Here's a real nightmare I had two nights ago:
Short, but REAL and the kind that gives you
a thick ice jacket.I was in a house, deep---- in the night.It was a strange
house to me;I was in a bedroom.Pretty sure a little one's bedroom.The bed either
had an edge to it or it was a crib with the one side rail almost all the way
down,but not quite.The door was closed and someone was in that bed/crib.I got in
it and laid next to that body.Then, I got up to search for something but I did
not know what it was. I heard people outside the door and jumped very fast back
into the bed.I hear the door open and cringed ,partly because some of my body
was laying on the top of the side rail or "edge."I'm scared to death now and lay
facing a wall.The door closes and I can tell more than one person walks up to
the bed and stops.It's 3 people,I think.One nudges my hip with a finger.I'm now
petrified.
"Why aren't they screaming at me?"
Then a voice says something,but I can't hear the words and I don't answer.
Again something is said to me.
This time I answer and say that I cannot hear what is being said.Another word
string.Now I point to my ear and say that I am sorry,but I don't hear very
well.This time,I do hear it.I hear"You're wife is here."But I still ask to
repeat.To this point,the voices were nice.There was calm in them( which made no
sense) yet there was an innuendo of danger.Then the repeat,"Your wife is here."
Then, another voice immediately follows with,"Yes. Davey's wife!"
I swear ....those last two voices were again not angry, but playful....and
worse, they had that demonic hue to them.It all felt real. I did not know I was
dreaming.I was absolutely petrified.I literally could not move...frozen in
fear.At that point I made that decision:That decision where you are sick of
being in abject terror and you COMMAND your body to give back control to your
soul.
I shattered that full body ice jacket and turned toward them in a split second
and with complete rage screamed "LIAR!!!!"
Only right then did I become aware that I was here....on the floor....and now
facing a bedside table,even though I don't have a bed.It was a nightmare, but I
did in reality scream "LIAR!!!" ....VERY loud.
It's amazing I didn't wake up everyone on this floor.
When you have one of those when you are frozen in fear and just cannot move nor
even speak....those are friggin' scary.
Plus, when you realize you just bellowed out "LIAR!" in a very threatening way .....to a bed side table,you feel really stupid.
That's my story.
Way it goes.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5U9Q3UlO5gM
AMIGOS!----AVANTI!