she is known for giving morehead than the rest, and blewinsky away the competition from the other escorts. these are not back handed compliments, but are rather, strong points that need to be made, for though it is late in the game, that it is not my fault. there is still time for us to have a ball, holding court with like minded swingers out for a good time. you may say i'm on an esther rolle now, but there is no need for you to butter me up. ossie what davis is saying about me, but he is miles away from here, vacationing with angela, so his remarks are not germane to the topic. hitler was a dictator of germane. he was not a very nice mann. hitler often said that a big lie is better than a little lie, but how do we know he wasn't lying when he said this. perhaps he was cot lying? hitler would hammock it up, a real ham they said of him. hitler shot a mussolini in his pajamas, how it gott in his pajamas is beyond richard, wright? richard wright had a long dream, about 8 inches. well, we all get lena horney sometimes, and then at other times, our hard times withers away. if you are caught stroking for example, by mom, you may get a stern look, which will make you feel terrybull. then you may straighten up and cartwright. i know i had a hook in there somewhere, and that if i just took my shot, i would score eventually. perhaps i will put that line on craig hodges list, but they will probably keep it at ebay. then i could make them a second chance offer, but i would rather get off her than make them an offer. dapper dan would rather get on the casey and beer down, drinking up the scene, which needs to be scene to be believed. i am for reel when i say this.
but the whole thing is sad and will probably just give him the scotch blues. yes, we are living in the age of tina, and while i brooks no grudges over this, i wish i could cook up an alternative that louis would find happening. for, we are on a warhol footing, and our sole chance at redemption is not to toe the line, but rather, to take up arms in hand to hand combat. you may not be able to stomach violence, but it is too late to turn back, national organization of women. please, do not abort this attempt at revolution, for life itself may depend on it. at this point, do we have a choice? no, so stop acting like a baby. fight! if you must, go down swinging, for at least then, you will know you were a goodman.
to be frank, judging by the tony in his voice, billy may choose to die this way, as may helen, for we need to alter the helen earth our society is becoming. we can change this world. we can live like kings, not like the gnats we are currently forced to live like. yeah, i'm throwing bb's now, but freddie, you got to be ready to live like a king if you are gonna help build this hubbard up into a new world. this will not be a bland society, for there will be a john and a hooker on every block that new kids can gain experience from. this will help to turner their lives around in a big way, and while mary may be too proud to change her lifestyle, she is a plain jane anyway, so we will escort her off the premises. yes, we will have to measure the prostitutes and the constitutes, and then we can go to a dinah and washington down our food with a cold glass of wein. you know, i may not get any prestige from this blog, but i don't put any stock in fame anyway. i would be alfred lion if i told you i didn't want some recognition, but i'm not gonna run to gitler it. i am not gonna jazz up my writings for that, so please take note of what i'm ceying, ron. i am not going to ron after fame, or get a fake tan just because everyone else is doing it, and while i need someone to deleon on just like everyone else, i will not pepper my art with salty remarks just to become known.
i will stay true to who i am.
who am i again?
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