Shits & Farts

[NOIRTRASH]

I found a chewibg gum and twisty tie fix for my ongoig vision disordeer tho it doesnt let me compose faster than grass grows. I cant read the monitor, and my fingers no longer ‘know’ the keyboard.

That said, I make the Kindle print as large as possible and puzzle the words out, letter by letter.

Anyway, an ancient essay by Raymond Chandler says writers cant conceal what they dont know yet go for the nonsense rather than acquire subject mastery. He meant police procedures.

Now, in the spirit of Chandlers thesis I contemplated female lust, and concluded girls use sex for sundry outcones. And the outcomes ordain what bait works or fails. When she aint near the poetry perfesser of her dreams, her legs spread for the nigger convicts baby, or Daddy Warbucks fat pay raise.

 

[rjordan]

You compose slower than grass grows, and after the struggle this is the result?

When she aint near the poetry perfesser of her dreams, her legs spread for the nigger convicts baby, or Daddy Warbucks fat pay raise.

I think your chewing gum/twist tie patch needs some work.

rj

 

[LIVINRFANTASIES]

Denny---<-----that's me! The male half

It's time for some weed killer or fertilizer.