Thursday, February 11, 2010

The road to hell is paved with

The real terrorist import cocaine/heroine/opium into the country undetected. They enhance an already built by the voids of human nature black market to undermine it's authenticity. Hell, HOTEL CALIFORNIA, is San Quentin. Now housing those it employed to pay their short-lived aristocracy that imitates the life of the elite. You know like rigged gambling to procure indebtedness. Damn got many a musician. My Favorite "Bank Of Choice", The Pawn Shop...
Peanut butter on a slice of bread will percentage-ly fall face down. Most cats on their feet. Cognizance can stop these fuckers! Peanut butter doesn't apply to the 5 second rule. If we wait until we're starving to death. Refrain! How many loads? Must Humanity be enslaved and owned. Be Fore when you can call him, "A Man, A Men".
Throughout Their Story. There has always been a need to hedge our bets buy trimming with the hedge-clippers a well cultivated level of corruption. We, have been remiss. But , we must first, trim the top. That's my Jim Kwirk writing impression. Hope you like it. I do.

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