Millennium  v11p43

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C4B1-a

Publicitoid fervently choppered
pink is easy skinning greek commute
span less expressive, 'goodwillÇ means ċstore, -- good
aliens or alien goods
gonna vapor-lock? -- oh no, kiddies, missing footage!:
I used to be a preview & now I'm a trailer
cute, the upscale version of clever -- you don't have to be
Einstein to figure that one out, all crank calls
and sniffer dogs: 5000 times enough
nerve gas to kill everyone on earth

A tense office is a productive office: SEKRETNO
henna that holocaustic smack built semaphores
to impersonate harm, as taxpayers, missle grows an egg
cannibis red cult worms royalty evacuates
wabenzi, literally, men of the Mercedes Benz
(for Jodie Foster)
performing a Sendinectomy preppy demeanor discredits
the belief system the DH (designated hitter) drank
only bad check ornaments ontologizing my franks, crisco
jury sticking to his laser guns:
I think your mind neads a preamp, teutons of
fun bit of bacon qualms freeze the competent in place
for extended perionds, there's just too much of this
yuppie stuff: it's just going to be a mausoleum, a real
leasebreaker, just as family members
of victims of mental illness need 'safe parking' --
Trotskyite Aztecs show me how fingerprints
grow on a lug wrench levelling the rain forests to
graze hamburgers & they suck our social services dry -
'freedom' means rightwing
'I Never Died,' says J. Edgar Hoover: even the retarded
can graduate, nuked zombies too &
what they learned: sugar is just a bomb
component doppelganger & one liner
so-called crackheads' gags these boots were
made for
resale torturing the price, sluglords rent is
cute to flop saliva test for pastafarian landlords'
expense-paid admonishment fo button-down arbitrage to
bennies, dexies blazered racial frisbee 'to penetrate
the atmosphere and make a missile kill'

"To Captain G.D. Hatfield, Commander of the Yankee Occupation Forces, Ocotal.

"I have received your message and fully understand its contents. I will not surrender,
and I await you here. I want a free homeland or death. I am not afraid of you.
I count on the patriotic ardor of those who accompany me.

Auguso C. Sandino."