To take a picture… and of a Lit Up Light “fixture”
“A can of white paint is so much like a gallon of milk.” I wrote.
And once you’re done tossing cookies into the trash, take a drink from the faucet on the sink that stinks up the whole kitchen, and what then? And what happened to my $250 Mont Blanc PIX ballpoint Pen ???
Too nice for a slice of the butter on toast- I was never too big a fan of “Roasts” which and who, unlike the beautiful Hostesses at TSP, I was always AS NICE AS CAN BE, and gently, caressing a married woman with wine, blowing me in a limousine for my birthday, a female (of course!) employee with a glass of wine, me SOBER 2016, at the spot being TSP, her I would see, nice to me, and when I told her I was in the Handicapped stall with a woman, not too TaLL, and not too short, their names start with “L” over me, now, 3rd-input “protection”-used, LINDA, THIS IS ALL FOR YOU!
I want to be with Justine — she has 1300+ FB “friends” — that’s because of me (!!!) and my pulling the strings at “Meta” FB my Stocks being held by my Dad who maybe my investing personal business of $120 or $140 in cash, plus millions USD — the money belongs to me, legally, but I kinda insulted my Dad’s greatness (!!!) when I refused to an equal-share in my maybe thousands of Bitcoins and he’s getting 49% of my Bitcoins and none of my Tokens or obscure “Crypto-Currencies”
NASDAQ: FB . . . with the EFF to the BEE, a horny horned hornet’s nest, LAID in rest, and not to be “taken in” by American “The Fed” . . . while Eric Cartman says, “RESPECT MY AUTHORITY!”
