Only certain people are fit to undertake a journey to the moon, says the voice, and here I quote verbatim: “Especially suited are dried-up old crones who since childhood have ridden over great stretches if the earth at night in tattered cloaks on goats or pitchforks.”
It’s time to grab the Tissue’s, Hike up your Skirt, and prepare for some Manly Tears because this one’s a feeler!
I panicked; luckily James Fenimore Cooper was there to save me.
The creators of this creepy shit claim that they don’t actually come up with it themselves. Instead, it is transmitted to them in their dreams by a creature called Dvar, an angel or demon or possibly both, who takes the form of a giant bee.
Stockmark ave/rage 549.74 (29/1929) grim pill
of pilgrim welfare (fare/well) scumsuckers inc.
& brownshirt king/pres. (press/king) of U.S. of
S/hit/ler & secret (seek/credit) dung of U.S.
Cong/Viet Cong & Christ/of/fear Columbus discovered
syph/ill/U.S. 1492 + 1929 = 3421/1234/4321 astro/bones buried
under ever/grin tree in Rock/fooler Center 50 St. +
5 Ave. = 55 St/Ave/Stave (Cane Abe/L/incoln 1865 +
1492 +1929 = 5286/PANCA DVI ASTA SAS
Endor was respected throughout the world. On the other hand he was a man who had chosen to live in a hole.
Scholars think that Rabelais published the Third Book as a piece of market-writing, knowing that feminism was a live topic, and hoping that a playful work which touched on it would have a good sale.
Cohen gleefully snatches at the low-hanging parodic fruit that is Silicon Valley-speak, as at Principal’s birthday party, where Joshua encounters a “pornstached chillionaire and his two brogrammer friends … his coworkers at #Summerize, according to their shirts and shorts and hats” who proceed to say things like “You can’t change the scale without scaling the change,” “this party’s got mad fucking latency,” and “get positivized … the ad rep girls are 8s for def.”
To me it appears indisputable that out of all peoples, nations and languages, male writers of every sort and size have committed themselves to more damneder fiddle-faddle on the subject of women than on any other subject under the sun.
The singular obtuseness he showed in all his dealings had earned him the nickname of “Uncle Dumbo.”