🚀 go-pugleaf

Juniper, Juniper, "Darling", give it a rest, willya, puhleaze?  Izzit
rilly necrossary to be reporting like the good li'l Murphy Brown doll
yew are on my every mo(ti)ve?  Nay, I say unto you: hardly.  So what
if, a short while ago, I ran screaming (after being told kindly to
"Go Away", no less, no more, indeed), dispensing of mere formality
and the Normal "howdeyado?" when you bleated before my oncoming path
and sent you flying.  At least yr real and don't have to worry about
the congenialities of what is behind that nail-polish pink wall.

H760:  Having extolerated yr virtues, yr whims, yr charms thus far,
well, yes, unearthing I did venture, cost me a day or so, then the
preternatal car crash, just a bit of a cut, slight limp, you don't
mind yr apparations holding canes, now, do you? as it's much more ...
Cary Grant, I suppose, who, should I spy walking in acetone grimaces
opposite to you across the Great Yellow-Striped Divide (we have our
"lorries" on the %right% side, don'tchaknow), I'd cry, "Yo, Archie,
see that one, over there? Give me some tips, I'm going back-bent-
backwards crazy, and I need to let her know about the impending trip
in which she shall play a part of decorum if not integral, far more
than the coat-rack I used her body-&-soul for last time (sorry, sorry,
rilly, 'bout that, should've known better (mmm, perhaps this, then,
was the Orangery Cheating family mottoe), the Stetson unbalanced yr
whole sultry leave-as-you-may madcap macadam mania unbridled [sic, my
best one yet] pose), and I thought ..." & he might even teach me to
pratfall into yr wide encompassing incomprehending arms.  It is agreed,
then, invoking a non-existing reference without a number, that between
[rutabega] and [wish the Enemy (please, capital) were there], wars
waged dispense of much of the CNN-attention grabbing spectral effects.
Well-risen, aforeminted, I'm not, and can only assist in preying that
you be there, in that place, whenever yr shelter is pulled from its
carrying case.  As for my truffle-hunt ... all the hatches were
battened down and no seepage, near as I could figure; luckily got
word from Jamaica at long last and feel more safe&warm&secure.  Might
we play that game intended to ensnare Juniperish-the-thought?  Maybe
M was disappointed to find that, in fact, there is no hono(u)r role...

GR4302:  First off, it is scarcely my fault if I don't true-aim into yr
life and all that's meant to be; ask H about it, she seems to think,
though, that the right recant and I could; "gateway my love".  I'll
have you know, though, that I read everything posted, very carefully,
I even utilize dictionaries (foreign, too) when the need creeps and
crops; I've even started to read the H & M correspondance as I felt
displeasure when DanBoyd left as that meant she remained attending.
Your life?  Do tell.  So whatever mediated Mediterranean conspiracies
she has devised, bring them on, already; but, in preparation, this:

>                               Meaning is a result of structured interrelation-
>ship between discreet icons.

has to go.  "[D]iscreet icons"?  What, you wish to decorate yr walls
with the flaccid emptied bodies of monads, fine, taste ne'er became
you, but watchyrmouth, ladies present, a-hem.  Try: "discreet sets of
series, themselves but constructs of and for meaning (hypertropism in
the refraction of hyposemia, if you get my discharge [shrug]).
Autrefois, yr haute scholastic glee club & basketball team will get
bogged down in the low post game, what with widening gyres dominating
the boards.  Yr move, chuckles.

LIBWCA:  By now, you've seen that DAF (deposed roi de soleil) was
conserving his strength to bum the HISTORY summer vacationers; if
you've not seen the Cockroach spread its wings, dismount alas.

Jeffty:  Hi.