Adsparoday

Adsparoday


Adsparoday

Zappersunlimited.com introduces the whirlyfritzerglomeratialsilverplater toilet bowl with Atomics flusher for use with our pipelines in use only available in this country. Not for sale in China. We use the cobalt blue radiation it will not harm your pets but because you seem larger then your dogs or cats it might make all your hair fall out. The green light works it is never red iff it is not on your Wall is missing the unit is lying in the Yard. We specialize in waste management however we understand you people abuse your toys. There is no money going out of this office for refunds. The Chinese Govt declared WAR with England iff we try to email them with these destructive toilets. They told us money goes only one Way into China from sale of plastics toys sold in America. Here is the email from them to us.

chineseornateoranges.com tozappersunlimited@Yahoo.com

we will buy nothing from you the money is not the problem we got rich in America from the GeyeJoe dolls. We stir fry more eggs then you got chickens. Yes sir. We did this. We wrote this we sent this. We still walk on stilts when there is too many of us in the village square. Ring tring TAvvy. Ring tring trong tringeroo. Blogniferous Manitoulin.



環 TAvvy特林。圈的tringeroo特林。 Blogniferous馬尼圖林。





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OldHomeless

OldHomeless

Monday Jan 17 MLKJ Day

OldHomeless

The newspapers were flying in the wind coming around the corner he stooped over to get each Page before they left flying he stuffed them into his box he had the overhang from the Church eave to keep the rain off no one else in this City is dry but me no frost to catch no water to mop under me the boys were only four of them on boards they skated ne'er the old Man then they started to walk the boards then started skating again he told them “”sound is like the hurricane”” they startled him they even snarled to him “”we do not have to be nice to You old Man.”” Old homeless wept. How rude the children in the City are today. The papers kept coming so he went to the corner to see who did it is it she is there flipping them into the wind the wind is sucking them into the corner where he is sitting. Nice job says the old Man. She is peeling the papers from the stack of twenty high. The push Cart hidden so the COPS will not steal it or even see it they would make her take it back to the store the trip is twenty miles in snow in this City. He patted her hands then kissed her cheek she loved him they could not sleep in the same box but not even on the same street. But he would dive around the corner iff she needed help tonight for saving her is why he stayed there now. The love in some old men sleeps deep in the heart of the old homeless where no one sees. “”Whistle louder iff you need me.”” She grinned the homeless grin. It splashed across her face looking like diamonds to him. Eye hope they both Wake upp tomorrow. IN the City where no one cares.

The ShootOR Too

The ShootOR Too

Okay did they find the ShootOR yet this hobo complied with the UNMPD HE cried when he put his pack off his back with the duffle into storage more freedom gone. He keeps his pour porridge his Rather large Pudding sack with all of his blankets intact. He entered his hot spot to sit just until the coffee shop comes open to get views of the ShootOR or just evidense of his demise for the system houses plenty gun Happy Mesabi beating the bushes then searching the sunrise. The work crew is Early also they did not stop to talk to me very unfriendlier now perhaps embarrassed to be the reason eye will not leave my gear outside there building now eye sit me down when it is only four thirty in my morning time. The Bycicle dude shook his fist to me but not at me he was shaking his fist out to the whole world what has happened to my City eye would not lock my Byke to the rack anywhere on this street there is nothing but thieves here now there used to be nice people here before the ShootOR came. Even iff eye had the lock with me eye would choose to keep it here under me to ride the transit the byke goes on the bus with me to keep moving is the only answer. Perhaps the path to GOD becomes more visible to us eye hope they find the ShootOR soon so they will stop looking to the rest of us in the frustration. Meanwhile the street people come then go on the Bus Stop taking the newspapers with them to work to read the words of the Devils printed then sold for coins. This poem was penned inside the Frontier Restaurant on Central in Albuquerque by Charlax on 5:30 AM Thursday one Man got off the bus incognito in mufti the soldier walks. Looking on the street for the ShootOR. People still watch television they even talk about the shows while having breakfast while eating toast. Remember this item it is part of the Establishments procedure to downplay the Media presentation of the ShootOR. They do this to prevent the panic of the students. This is eye signing off.

OBIT

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FIVEChristianPoems
Automated Coin Operated Vending Company this division of the Whirlyfritzerglomeratialsilverplater Corporation is one of the first companies we did open when we started this Company. President Whirly was talking to his new vice president about the new year coming up. AUCOVend. This was before the intergnet. We did copiers even printers before there were computors dont you remember seeing them in offices long before anyone did the dot com thing. One Day we decided to print the letters for the machines this company did lots of things CAR washes even letter heads for companies. We did everything we could back then to make money quickly. Lets get to the bottom of this quickly. Here is what happened. The printers printed Place Automated Coins here the Advertisers glued them suckers on to never come back off. The very first customer drove off in disgust. The customer for us tried to stop him he could not get him to stop but when he got there was there this note. “Eye the customer of you will be the Christian now for five long years eye go to Christian Church then tithe my ten percent. Eye do not believe my eyes. Eye got no Automatic coins. Eye suppose next you will tell me to choose from the dropp down menu. Eye will not be back. It must have been the Blessed Saint Charlax.
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