Friday, October 18, 2013

Finding My Nobility

Oh my God, Prince is doing something for CHARITY (a concert at Paisley tonight). That is sign of the APOCOLYPSE around me. The only other time was the sublime. He played at the opening ceremonies of The International Special Olympics, in 1991. I volunteered and worked with TEAM UTAH. My sport was Softball. I did not know that they had never spoken or played before. We had a BALL, Mr. Nelson. Your punishment for making me retardedly in love with you today, is the triple play of living in YOUR Minnetonka Palace with 3 retarded individuals, alone, but nurse on board after you go to your job at Dungarvin Services, in another city. You will be paid 3 dollars an hour, for both, and NO MUSIC THERAPY. This sentence is for one year. I love you dear, or maybe I don't. The judgement still stands. Call Pete and laugh about it, ACTUALLY. A private show for me is SO NYC for Pete. No notoriety, except you, is left, honey boo. Hair change ASAP. Afro is another TRIPPY scene. Love love, kiss kiss. We will have our date and show for BRITISH ROYALTY at THE EMPRESS HOTEL in Victoria, Vancouver (Island). Finger sandwiches with the crust cut off all around. That is where I spent my 22nd (golden) birthday with the QUEEN in college (East/ West). It was just she (my mother) and me. Everyone else used INVISIBILITY. You just lost that to my brother, Pete, Mr. VanBank. Total f' n' skank.

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