20150107-2203. Thelma the political drone got signatures for council member petition. She kept asking if we are registered to vote. Cheese got loud and asked her about living in our neighborhood for a long time. The twosome managed to sneak out and avoid singing that dumb petition. Zen likes that bot and emphasized how we need her.
Nene sat with me. She and I wondered if Francis was married and asked her. The soft-spoken one replied “no”. I told Nene that our instincts are the same because we felt she would match up nicely with Clem, upon whose forehead I saw a symbiot, of which both Das Squirrel and I “possess”; for we are One and a fancy group of reptilians. Nene knew and said aloud that Cheese didn’t want to encourage her precious boy to hook up with another musician, whom I said aloud tend keep to ourselves.
I waved at Chuck and heard Joe talking loud about Abel becoming Jacklyn. Nene said the assembly complained that Kathy, Joe, and Thai sings too loud, with the latter two having thick Viet accents.
Nene said we shouldn’t pay attention to the parishioners attending the morning mass and inquired of my parents and I attended Xmas and New Year masses. The only puss head we disclosed that data was that Benjamin, the Visayan.
Nene had glaring eyes. I don’t like her.
20150105-2107. During they noontime mass at the OLP, my parents spotted that Benjamin, who after 16 years of service at SVP, quit as sacrosanct on the feast of Our Lady of Guadalupe. Fr Dang announced it during the morning mass last month, but none offered to take him out. My parents weren’t sure if it was him sitting up front in the third pew. Mom suggested they waited for him to cough, which he did and sounded exactly like he was sick and dying.
Pulled dream here.
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