space and time and two voices in my mind (just a story of such and such )
in the begining thar was time always time to do what ever the mind pleases and explor the relmes of wach we do not under stand. but time is relative to the gravity of the soler being you encounter in the travels. and meany tips of thes sorts come and thay go but the impact of the gravity thay put on you can time move seemlissly or drag to a ginding hult. this can have a drastic consaqice take for instance little timy
little timy was a soft ball player
you see a soft ball player i know what your thinking little boys dont play soft ball. thars the punch line. and its spiked. do we relly understand what we are reading. i mean evrythings spelled wrong ant the punkuation is horred. cind of like that one movie with the rock called the low down or some thing like that good set up bad delivery such as this posting so far
so if were still reading remember to get some milk wale were out
and if we could only reach the outer rim of the galixy that we are traped in thar may be some kind of finding zercon 5. now zercon 5 is a perfict mach for earth. ocean,land,air,plants oxagen. it even has the hallady in to stay at maybe a night or 2. get sun burned or some thing. or better yet baried in the sand up to our head.
the distance growes the frether you go and the harder you look. the punch you in the fucking face cop is her. it killed our buzz.
and the light shown thro like a milltion rays to lighten my days. teaching trust and understanding,compation,and one fat bill for fryed chiken. or maybe even a sighn. prehapps as fallows(bat cave this exit!)or the ever so populer(we trim trees)maybe not as flatering as(bat cave this exit!)but certinly just as green in thar natarule habitat. whach leads me to this
if he shot the sharf. and not the deputy.
then who the fuck is runing the dary queen. what the fuck is that all about. i dont know its like thar useing some kind of mind cotrole to program us all the cooc eggs at nine:30 in the dam morning. wait thats not relly early enuf to be angry about. so to program us all to mack eggs at five:30 in the morning and beans are the only side
whos side you on what do you know. how meney cookies are in the cookie jar. get this or well castrate you anddam you to hell. where thar a relly nice tupper ware party on evry 3rd monday. nanci usaly comes with that bitch tena that likes going thro our shit we should get eletric shokers on the hanels of the (fuck i cant spell it) you know you pull on it and a thing opens and you can put things it. its like a box that slides into a holder
(what the readers dond relize at this point is that i relly cant spell the word)you put siver ware in the mothr fuckes. maybe a fork could help or a free trip to miame. but its not free you have to pay air fare. and renting a bus to drive thay now thats just rediculess. enless you get some people to thro down. or better yet you could get a bunch of munkes. teach them how to play music and sent them out on ture.
o no the toster is broke how will we save the princess.
thro carful thaought and consentration we can reach the end of any unavers. tho taribly shaken the border if found and zercon 7 is not far now.
little timy was a soft ball player
you see a soft ball player i know what your thinking little boys dont play soft ball. thars the punch line. and its spiked. do we relly understand what we are reading. i mean evrythings spelled wrong ant the punkuation is horred. cind of like that one movie with the rock called the low down or some thing like that good set up bad delivery such as this posting so far
so if were still reading remember to get some milk wale were out
and if we could only reach the outer rim of the galixy that we are traped in thar may be some kind of finding zercon 5. now zercon 5 is a perfict mach for earth. ocean,land,air,plants oxagen. it even has the hallady in to stay at maybe a night or 2. get sun burned or some thing. or better yet baried in the sand up to our head.
the distance growes the frether you go and the harder you look. the punch you in the fucking face cop is her. it killed our buzz.
and the light shown thro like a milltion rays to lighten my days. teaching trust and understanding,compation,and one fat bill for fryed chiken. or maybe even a sighn. prehapps as fallows(bat cave this exit!)or the ever so populer(we trim trees)maybe not as flatering as(bat cave this exit!)but certinly just as green in thar natarule habitat. whach leads me to this
if he shot the sharf. and not the deputy.
then who the fuck is runing the dary queen. what the fuck is that all about. i dont know its like thar useing some kind of mind cotrole to program us all the cooc eggs at nine:30 in the dam morning. wait thats not relly early enuf to be angry about. so to program us all to mack eggs at five:30 in the morning and beans are the only side
whos side you on what do you know. how meney cookies are in the cookie jar. get this or well castrate you anddam you to hell. where thar a relly nice tupper ware party on evry 3rd monday. nanci usaly comes with that bitch tena that likes going thro our shit we should get eletric shokers on the hanels of the (fuck i cant spell it) you know you pull on it and a thing opens and you can put things it. its like a box that slides into a holder
(what the readers dond relize at this point is that i relly cant spell the word)you put siver ware in the mothr fuckes. maybe a fork could help or a free trip to miame. but its not free you have to pay air fare. and renting a bus to drive thay now thats just rediculess. enless you get some people to thro down. or better yet you could get a bunch of munkes. teach them how to play music and sent them out on ture.
o no the toster is broke how will we save the princess.
thro carful thaought and consentration we can reach the end of any unavers. tho taribly shaken the border if found and zercon 7 is not far now.