DARWIN of LOCKE
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Here’s where we start....dimples....
Not long ago, not far awry was a situational comedy that lived within other situations. Some would go so fart as to say had it been made into a theatrical show it would be categorized as DRAMAtical. However those under the weightliness of it only found it to be funny while the rest of the trailer park and world stared on in horror.
Simple start like that of a comedy, he said, cher said...rolled in drug adled emooo0otions and chicken fried in poverty and served with a small side of STAR Fish soup tacos. Actually the poor players involved were so fucked up and confused by situations and conflictions WITHIN situations & conflict that they didn’t even know what was actually going on. (We can’t all be Marvin Gaye)
Lucky for you while I was moonlighting as a trailer park maintainence monster finishing my dissertation on for Harverd (No not Harvard) on mass gravity concepts I stayed sober enough to observe this poor white trash in it’s natural habitat.
Unlike the Canadian bacon version of the trailer park where ice is bountiful and good natured, these people lived freezer and deli-less. The cold their food knew was not that of FDA & board approved conditions, but that of a small island in the South Pacific....but I digest.
There lived a manatee and a woman(both known as sea cows) of small to below average height. They fought, got fucked up, had sex, cheated, fought, and celebrated every holiday on the calendar including all the Aussie holidays. Their Kamehameha Day BBQ was the envy of the whole park. They were a young couple in a trailer, almost jobless, bored, with no table, TMNT, or fireworks.
After meth didn’t kill off the baby,
It starts simple, he pretends to work, and hides out at a bolder woman’s trailer on the other side of the park for 10$ a “flavor”...occasionally pants just enough to get high and do a shitty job. She claimed to always be lookin’ for work, claimed to clean the homes of the rich, but really just gave toothy blowjobs in their trailer to the mexican’s in the park.
Their life was a nice bone.
There was never any bacon, because meat wouldn’t keep. The eggs were never cooked right, and neither of them had ever tasted fresh bread. I could keep going, but you’se get the idea, they’re PATHETIC.
It was then you could see the ineptitude of humans and their vulnerability without larger humans to guide and protect. Some call those other large humans Nephilim, others call them giants, others just call them highschool graduates. These pathetic beings had been missing the love and approval of big people(or “big’uns”).
Then her cell phone dried.
Here’s where we start....dimples....
Not long ago, not far awry was a situational comedy that lived within other situations. Some would go so fart as to say had it been made into a theatrical show it would be categorized as DRAMAtical. However those under the weightliness of it only found it to be funny while the rest of the trailer park and world stared on in horror.
Simple start like that of a comedy, he said, cher said...rolled in drug adled emooo0otions and chicken fried in poverty and served with a small side of STAR Fish soup tacos. Actually the poor players involved were so fucked up and confused by situations and conflictions WITHIN situations & conflict that they didn’t even know what was actually going on. (We can’t all be Marvin Gaye)
Lucky for you while I was moonlighting as a trailer park maintainence monster finishing my dissertation on for Harverd (No not Harvard) on mass gravity concepts I stayed sober enough to observe this poor white trash in it’s natural habitat.
Unlike the Canadian bacon version of the trailer park where ice is bountiful and good natured, these people lived freezer and deli-less. The cold their food knew was not that of FDA & board approved conditions, but that of a small island in the South Pacific....but I digest.
There lived a manatee and a woman(both known as sea cows) of small to below average height. They fought, got fucked up, had sex, cheated, fought, and celebrated every holiday on the calendar including all the Aussie holidays. Their Kamehameha Day BBQ was the envy of the whole park. They were a young couple in a trailer, almost jobless, bored, with no table, TMNT, or fireworks.
After meth didn’t kill off the baby,
It starts simple, he pretends to work, and hides out at a bolder woman’s trailer on the other side of the park for 10$ a “flavor”...occasionally pants just enough to get high and do a shitty job. She claimed to always be lookin’ for work, claimed to clean the homes of the rich, but really just gave toothy blowjobs in their trailer to the mexican’s in the park.
Their life was a nice bone.
There was never any bacon, because meat wouldn’t keep. The eggs were never cooked right, and neither of them had ever tasted fresh bread. I could keep going, but you’se get the idea, they’re PATHETIC.
It was then you could see the ineptitude of humans and their vulnerability without larger humans to guide and protect. Some call those other large humans Nephilim, others call them giants, others just call them highschool graduates. These pathetic beings had been missing the love and approval of big people(or “big’uns”).
Then her cell phone dried.