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INTELLIGENCE BASED ON TRAINING + EDUCATION + LICENSE + EXPERIENCE + ON THE JOB TRAINING. BEAUTY WAS COLLATERAL BENEFIT, NOT THE MAIN ATTRACTION, FOR ATTORNEYS, PROFESSORS, DOCTORS!
THE BUSH NEW WORLD ORDER BASED ON A COPS JUSTICE SYSTEM!
IMAGE FIRST! COPS COPULATING AND POPULATING. DRIVEN BY NATURE. JUST GIVE THE GIRLS' SQUAD, REBEL CREDENTIALS . . . DRESS SUCCESSFUL, ACT SUCCESSFUL, SPEAK LIKE YOU ARE A SUCCESS, FAKE IT UNTIL YOU MAKE IT . . . AND THEY ALMOST GOT AWAY WITH IT!
CATCH 22 . . . WITTY, INTELLIGENCE, FUN DIALOGUE, ABOUT WHO SURVIVES IN SOME CIRCLES! LOL!
- Whatever he was supposed to get done as squadron commander apparently was getting done without any assistance from him. (LOL! Dad jokes on other coast!).
- "He's a military genius". . . . "Yes. he really is," Lieutenant Engle agreed. "It's a pity the schmuck won't whip his wife."
- "I don't see what that has to do with it," Lieutenant Travers answered coolly. "Lieutenant Bemis whips Mrs. Bemis beautifully every time they have sexual intercourse, and he isn't worth a fathering at parades."
- "I'm talking about flagellation," Lieutenant Eagle retorted. Who gives a damn about parades?"
- Dori Duz was a lively little tart of copper-green and gold who loved doing it in toolsheds, phone booths, field houses and bus kiosks. There was little she hadn't tried and less she wouldn't. She was shameless, slim, nineteen and aggressive. She destroyed egos by the score and made men hate themselves in the morning for the way she found them, used them and tossed them aside. Yossarian loved her.
- Yossarian not to be so bourgeois without she r. She was never without a good book close by, not even when she was lying in bed with nothing on her but Yossarian and Dori Duz's dog tags. She bored Yossarian, but he was in love with her, too. She was a crazy mathematics major from the Wharton School of Business, who could not count to twenty-eight each month without getting getting into trouble.
- "Darling, we're going to he a baby again," she would say to Yossarian every month.
- "You're out of your goddam head," he would reply.
- "I mean it, baby," she insisted.
- "So do I."
- "Darling, we're going to have a baby again," she would say to her husband.
- "I haven't the time," Lieutenant Scheisskopf would grumble petulantly. "Don't you know there's a parade going on?"
- Just when I was all set to really start stashing it away, they had to manufacture fascism and start a war horrible enough to affect even me.
- "Neither do I," answered Yossarian, who was ready to pursue hm through all the words in the world to wring the knowledge from him if he could, but Clevinger intervened, pale, thin, and laboring for breath, a humid coating of tears already glistening in his undernourished eyes.
- Groups Headquarters was alarmed, for there was no telling what people might find out once they felt free to ask whatever questions they wanted to. Colonel Catheart sent Colonel Korn to stop it, and Colonel Korn succeeded with a rule governing the asking of questions. Colonel Korn's rule was a stroke of genius, Colonel Korn explained in his report to Colonel Catheart. Under Colonel Korn's rule, the only people permitted to ask questions were those who never did. Soon the only people attending were those who never asked questions, and the sessions were discontinued altogether, since Clevinger, the corporal, and Colonel Korn agreed that it was neither possible nor necessary to educate people who never questioned anything. (LOL!!!)
Reminiscent of the Trump White House War on the Media, Video Daily Press, and SNL! MSNBC, 3:30 to 3:45 PM, Trump standing with several guitars behind him, Parallax, Maraloka, God's Revolver, Worst Friends, the DITCH AND THE DELTA! . . . WH staff lawyering up, conflicting stories on Russia collusion, running head long into more subpoena's from Intelligence Committees . . . AB, SHELLEY, KAY, BRETT, COPS, MILITARY, MORMONS, FEDS!
ALL THE LASTEST GADGETS A CHICK AWAY. CLICK NOW!
ALL THE LASTEST GADGETS A CHICK AWAY. CLICK NOW!
REBEL RULES!
FAT IS A FEMINIST ISSUE! NOSE NO ORDINARY YOGHURT! MUST CAMP!!!! NEW, INNOVATIVE WAYS TO LEARN . . . IT'S PERFECT, NOW MAKE IT BETTER!
FAT IS A FEMINIST ISSUE! NOSE NO ORDINARY YOGHURT! MUST CAMP!!!! NEW, INNOVATIVE WAYS TO LEARN . . . IT'S PERFECT, NOW MAKE IT BETTER!
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