Dylan Thomas wrote that a person should not "go gently into that milquetoast precedence's ass." Indeed, in my days, I marvelled not that W sat a full 8 inches taller in the saddle because I had both a Gateway and a Systemax wedged ungently in his buttocks. During the obligatory Democratic response, Tom Daschell sat a bit taller, of which the pundits thought he might have looked, without the smell of cat piss and his World War II library, more than a bit Presidential. We know what that means, a man of no consequence and less report: such is the sort that sit on the tips of tongues, and an old man can be a lame duck and not realize it, not want to admit it even to himself. *I'll slap the coldmoor fuck out of anyone that disrespects Jimmy Johnson. My great Grandpa and his wife. And his children. Once walked nearly ten miles one-way to eat a dinner of beans, then maybe pick wild fruits from the roadside. They had a silver dollar they carried around in pocket until it was
Conjugates of the Infinite. behold we now through a "mirror glass darkly..." wayne lee ray, MKL, dr mklhattan, scott clarksdale. "bullet bill", Gary Seven. But one: bull of the woods, now featuring "a helluva vision". Once stuck his hand through a solid wall; unperturbed by solid matter.