I got up from Chairy-Chair's Warm Embrace bc I heard a Voice warn, "Whatever you do DO NOT open your G.Mail." The "do-do" was a "giveaway". Well I IGNORED that Warning and tapped into it anyway. Sure enough,, Master Fortin's ASS-IDS were there,,, as brutally corrosive as ever. All he wants me to do is "get" Ph-D's in FOUR Languages, Ph.D's in Ancient Mexican Sorcery and Magic, get Enlightenment in Geomancy and Feng Shui and write his "A Sourcebook In Kwan Um Do Kwang Philosophy. Thing is, he wanted me to type with fingers HE broke with his Base-Ball BAT.
I know rite ?
Know what I did ? What ANY American Zen Sword Student would do, I put in a load of laundry and dug out cloth shears to cut some felt fabric and so I could hammer-staple it to my table-dollies..... Skirts for my dollies, God-ZILLA I LOVE that.
Some one shoot me..........................pleeze.
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