consumption what a joke factory to develop a twitch for the ticks on the tubes this late in the game got it now kick it just like a little tapping into the contemporary eight second attention span wastin away the hours on paper the old imagination letting the lies hang out the brutalities of the mundane the digital longing to be in another life here comes the had a headache here comes the heart throb machine here comes the story of a horse here comes a washed up has been that never was natural talent is an advantage but discipline is the deciding factor
work desk one of the few spaces that is just about set up ready to go at any time of night or day site specific just the on job here ink on paper it is a lot of clackity clack getting a real noise to ear rational rotational blow ways into the brain would not want to be working int he office back in the days of the typewriter these dying days the silence is the new productive productive silence the meditative state of paperwork still a bit of the mess is present
no big deal put the past on tell me about the old days were there any violence at all why not spend the money on a new pair of rims and then we will be off and running why on earth do you want these shiny shiny rims on this rust bucket smoke blowing death trap anything else worth replacing think they really make that much difference a little bit of reverse priority but if that is all you can afford than bling bling is the only way to go you only live once blowing a jericho trumpet dear i just have had nothing else but the contis on the peugeot ever since i have had it there is a feel there is a certainty with the feeling and then we really take off i dont believe you do you believe yourself do not believe your own lies well i can believe myself when i am not lying in the middle of the forehead taking off down the middle of the road why do you bother well these things they seem important at the time of decision making but nothing is ever going to satisfy that gaping hole i call my soul tires are important they are the only contact point i ever want to have with the road an economical question the best i can afford cannot afford not to have the best they way you drive i can believe it so you do believe me i can believe you the scratch is nothing compared to the rubber squealing and the burning through the chamber moving through in motion still got to stop that rust you know good luck there is no such thing as a safe rust bucket scratch yourself and get a tetanus shot on the way to the corner store to default and return to sender avoid all consequences no longer my responsibility
not a good feeling not a good rick not a good year losing my ambition going into remission truly out of reach bought out by a bigger space aeronautical company that is just how good their research and development were getting buy big buy bigger bought out big business that space business some say it has no end i reckon they have no idea just another mining affair resource race materials to build to have to use up and not have to recycle but to throw over the neighbours' fence in an act of violence make something fall over those rockets sure are expensive trash if any one gets killed not at fault collateral build your stuff better your buildings should not fall over tuning up and spun on
we are on a roll the machine like to work better get it up to operating temperature the fluids run better at operating temperature the viscosity is at the desired weight for the designed capabilities well duh just holding onto the standard fondling the parameters why can i not find what i am looking for not looking hard enough here it is a needle in a haystack everything is here i just have to travel a little further to find seko 2 bf goodrich destination shop telepathic kindness
this simply refers to a cleaning issue a little too much on the rollers they need a wipe down and some rejuvenating fluid to put some softness back into the stiff rubber lost all of its flexibility freddy used to be a dancer but i would never have said freddy is flexible
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not to be hanging around too much over there at the old barracks smoking arse you know how the locals can be they follow you around do you want to see the underside of this carriage come over and say hello to my little friend perhaps we can make him cry say something say