Jump! Jump! Bully-boy! Bugsy’s friend. Kiss! Kiss! Bull-boy, throw-up send! Please stop your feeding, sexual advances! Playing and flying, two eternal friends.
Month: January 2009
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20090109-Flashback Friends
Bully-boy, a turquoise blue is fed by Simon-green and Bugsy-purple. The late Boo-Boo looked like Bull. The two boys think Bull is her.They are nuts but not gay.
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20090109-Beautiful Day
Clear skies of blue and yellow sun, fills my heart as cream puff bun. Strong winds so crispy and clean, life worth living, laid-back serene! Thank you Father!!!
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20090109-So Full
I ate a regular Pasta Salad and Marrakech Express. Filled in a White Pocket bread are: sprouts, red onions, Erik’s ‘Secret Goo’, Monterey Jack Cheese and ‘oink’.
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20090109-Peanut Eyes
Lightest brown and crunchy; very small and sweet. Salty are his teardrops; another tasty treat. Gazing well and deep into his soul; lovely as a galloping foal..
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20090109-Oodles Noodler
I love noodles: saimen, ramen, pad-tai, pancit, lug-lug, spaghetti, pho; in stew, soup, salad or dry of sweet, sour, salty or spicy but not too bitter or tangy.
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20090109-Elitist Eating
I’m hungry and wonder why Asians eat Italian food and yet they don’t eat their stuff ‘Made in China’! It feels wrong being served by Mexicans: I can’t dine well.
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20090109-Something Extra
I’m reading this food magazine and wonder to myself if there is a guy who could feed my big appetite of cheese sandwiches, fruit salads, spicy rice…Feed me now!
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20090109-General Rights
I read a notice of patient rights & info. People need to be responsible-report problems, suggest improvements and listen well. Knowing and understanding differ.
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20090109-Rubenesque Body
So we’re waiting in the doctor’s office & I saw thick women wearing bathing suits. Then I see the folds of my flesh and wonder which suit flatters my hairiness.
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20090109-Dream Journal
Dreamt of turd biking on campus: I saw my dream self driving around campus, waiting outside for Analyne to come out. She said that the camera was on him biking.
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20090109-Foggy Day
It’s another foggy morning. Dandelions formed of orange streetlights. Cars zipping by, humming subtly through the double-glass window. Darkness still lingers on.