Of the millions following this glorious stampede (via the twinbluesuns link) WE wish you to know that what appears on site is intended for an exclusive cadre. Which,if you even have to wonder about your own inclusion, it is suggested you check back here in another lifetime when the editorial ' WE ' is transformed for you into a giant pair of fur trimmed sunglasses. If this stretches the thing a bit for you, simply imagine the collective word in noble italic, playing it up to the hilt right in front of the running camera.
We will now consider a deep impression on the cortex. Picture a high-diving-daredevil all the way up top of the three-ring, and there looking down at a vacant No-Punch-Line/at the bottom. We seeing only smudgy erasures, and a cartoon balloon (Fuck You Eraser-Head, We will get you). Assuming the fall was survived, a now totally radicalized element has found its way into a once vicarious thrill of one ' malo hombre '.
Bebob "Hey!"
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