Though I would've phrased it differently, and advocated alternative
methods to psychoactive drug ingestion, this could've been 'chapter
two' of my comments...I enjoy your creative use of the language
though, and it tracks perfectly.

----Thanks. Momma didn't raise no pretty boy. Actually I'm just aiming at R rated humourism for a messed up situation with no foreseeable end in sight. Even if what I said was the truest true truth of all time, so what? It doesn't even floss the teeth. Truth is a waste of time. But I'll bet you almost anything that a huge platter of dried fruit cous cous and lamb leg wrapped in lettuce with fresh mint syrup would stop a terrorist in his tracks. With a nice hookah of some sweet tobacco and some hashish. Maybe a plug of qat then back to work fucking up the world when brain balance is restored on a full stomach. Actually as a chef, my belief is that if the West made a feast for the East then the bombs would stop at least until dinner was over. It's hard to prime ones chest unit with greasy fingers.
 
 


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