🚀 go-pugleaf

Yes, your baby is on fire, yes.  Banks, good!  AND, if I may be allowed
to pontificate (hehe you can't stop me!!!) for a moment, it behooves,
in such a year, an election year and even the dreaded 1992, it behooves,
I say, each of us who reside daily in slime, who, may we say, roll gloriously
in the entrails of all e-animals (& perhaps even actual animals as the case
may be), it behooves us to counter the spread of thoughtless mind pressure
(ala the two word bumper sticker) and five minute sound bites with reams
of mindless idiotic banter, the purpose of which of course would be to cause
mind prickliness and chaotic activity needed to counter the commerical/politico
squeezing our heads are taking from the media and people's foreheads.  I
suggest a poster campaign.  Take some of this hedonistic bozoid drooling out
on the streets, or, if necessary, up on the walls secretly at night like the
Chinese used to do before they even shut that down too.  I suppose that makes
anonymous postering as a practice unescapably ring with sardonic disgust;
it says 'look how afraid i am to say my part in public but look how fearlessly
i defy your wall'.  And that's what this list is anyway, huh?  Anonymous
postering?  Still I think at this point it would be wise to waste a few trees
(which are gone anyway) to try to puke to a wider audience, huh?  OK, don't
reply.  That'll just make them think you're all taking orders from me and
silently (even smuggly) carrying out my suspiscious designs.  Of course, we
know that isn't true, don't we?  Don't we?  All hail to the Bugman of Sorento,
May our Ghostus shine upon the Mostus.  I never buy anything with a red white
and blue label (too many association tracks, french?  liberian?  malaysian?
yeh!) except that generic cranberry juice and mon dieux I believe it's what's
done me in.  Oh well, hehehe....
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