Sunday, December 16, 2012
Feeling My Stride
Today I stand and say that I have stood and delivered. I was the one who picked you up, Chris, and ran with your dead body in Carmel. We do not deceive, you do. You are a truculant and deceitful soldier with no sense of humor, thus fairly unteachable. Your abilitiy is grand, but unusable in this economy. Too much dramady and now witchery. Get yourself out for a walk today/ night already. Stop pretending to be/ not be afraid. I finally reached the bell tower and threw the bitch off that was sitting there today. I am the USA, but I will go to RUSSIA soon enough. I need boundaries on my men, and a different experience again and again. You boys can stay back here and lick their nasty twats or you can get in shape, in order, and mentally steely and come to RUSSIA with me where we will LEAD the economy and the world scene. Get used to cold and night. Permafrost just ain't right. It is warlockery around HE, MY Russian Marine GENERAL today. Caribou and I will make you more that ever before in history. History is all complete malarky. Your minds and then you artistry are what are important to me. If you betray, General will be severe, and I will look away for eternity. Raise that rocket Britain. It is time to play. I took a 16.0 today.
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