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Post October 18, 2018, 10:38:23 PM

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engaged engagement

Matt smiled as he said he's getting married next month

What is more amazing, the smile or the statement?

Th e an swer is n eith er . .. rather the hopping little creature took the time.

A nd v er y in spiri datum.
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A ring a rock and rhythm
One where there is a lock
Laced garter
Sweating stillations

Above a red sunset where clouds burst into flame
Arou nd a wing filled with w in d
All
the times.

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Post October 19, 2018, 09:17:50 AM

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good morning morning
another day to greet the day
with an afternoon for hello
comes evening where evening takes the hand
and then
night
a pause where all combine
such a time, whirl twirling period of salutary moments.

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Post October 19, 2018, 08:57:27 PM

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spiders spun
unravel, unkempt,
under a sky
hanging from a thread

an oceans web
shored stored
a humble sign
of unity

pointed apex to show entry and wave
there in the lens eye
empty if only
one

to see so much yet to see a sea of infinity
humbling, soothing, tiring...
a webspinner of dreams.

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Post October 20, 2018, 09:16:33 AM

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she teased her hair while he wished he had
they scurried about while so many sat
it was warm while gnats flew about
another day it seems while the months laugh
thankfully the constants remain steadfast
while
the
moon becomes cheese above a world
lost
in so many
dreams

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Post October 20, 2018, 10:58:00 PM

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Long day. Good stories on the new challenge. Very diverse.

Warm Fall day and fun to watch Cindy hand feed the deer that frequent their yard. No fear at all in those dear.

While laying waterline I came across a large bullsnake looking for a way out of the trench. He had no fear either. Helped the guy slither away to find a new den for winter since the ditch took out his old haunt.

Inspirational.
***

Fear

No fear
A lot of fear
Fearful

Survival and defense
Mechanism of longevity
maybe that explains why soap bubbles are so large, so vibrant and free, not a care in the world
lasting only seconds
while rocks last for centuries, afraid of their own shadow.

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Post October 21, 2018, 10:37:26 PM

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minefield of lawn sprinklers
digging
digging
between the lines

plumber smoking aromatic cigarettes
fresh embers bringing memories of past work and parties
inhaling the soothing thoughts

owner ringed with white sugar of a free donut
Pepsi in his hand

taking a pee against a large willow tree
no water inside a home today
and laughing at a joke heard about size

it was a good day if you will
making money
stinking from sweat
two jobs today and talk of gossip run rampant
with a spotting scope given as a tip
yes
indeed,
the moon looks nice tonight after a wonderful day.

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Post October 22, 2018, 09:55:59 PM

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Just read a nice poem from a man who dabbles in wordery. Fun about the webs.

Read a joke today worth sharing: A Welsh Corgi, German Shepard, and Black lab were sitting before God sitting on his throne. God said, "What are your attributes...

The German Shepard said, "I'm fierce and loyal. Protecting my master and family."

God said, "Excellent, you shall sit at my right side."

The Black Lab said, "I'm compassionate and loving. Serving my master."

God said, "Wonderful, you shall sit at my left side."

Finally, the Welsh Corgi said to God, "I think you're sitting in my chair."
*

Inspiration comes hardcore, softcore, and in between. A simple poem about webs and fairies paints a nice comfortable picture. A joke brings a smile and spontaneous laughter. It is good inspiration indeed.

**

There was the path again
Same in smell, touch, and feel
Hearing the sounds of a creek on its downward journey
\
Pole in hand
Jar full a half frozen hoppers'
Snowberry's ample and plenty
/
Ahead a hole, the one where there was always'
Deep and full
Silent currents carrying
\
Threading a hook and seeing the tobacco juice makes its entry
A toss
A flick of hope'
/
Line loose and drifting
Sinking just a a sun rise
and there, the bite
a trout, a nice one, one of many
\
Line tight, so tight it bent the determination
bringing to pole and mind
energy
/
Reeling ambitions
Alone as it should be
until
there swimming above the grass in air
a wonderful scaled beauty
\
For hours leading into years, into centuries
such a call of such a wonderful memory
a wonderful world where a man can truly be.

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Post October 23, 2018, 10:33:42 PM

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Yes, of course, to see the man land a pike with a cigar in his hand. All in the pursuit of Gold.

***'

Flowing
or is it the ebb and flooding of ideals so to make up
mankind

Dawn showed the beginning
where an erection brought direction
a species prolific
this mankind

When did the first blanket of comfort smother the cold?
How did fire kindle the heart, the soul?
Ah, yes...
Love, a food of sorts to bear the hibernation
a soft, muffled,
roar...

Woman, to be one
Man, to want
a mixture of blood
so warm

Flowing, always flowing each second, minute, month year
Oceans of all
all of humanity
running on the fuel of emotions
marked by time
menstrual masturbation
mental salted mind
meaning so much to so few
so few even close to the flow to understand...
as one single drop of rain flows upward,
beyond the clouds, sky, moon, comets, stars...
flowing
growing
and within grasp
a flood.
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Post October 24, 2018, 11:27:14 AM

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Revisiting revolting foods ...

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Post October 24, 2018, 10:17:30 PM

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Link didn't work for me Lester but I copy and pasted it all, and while it did not show me the article I did find the site itself very interesting. Bookmarked it as I saw it has some nice looking articles. Found the pizza museum and article on how Amerian's used to picnic in cemeteries interesting.

But since you brought up food... a question. Why do people in America shun from eating horse?

Horse meat is sold in Europe, Scandinavia, and many other countries but here in the good ol US of A, I think it is illegal to sell horse meat.

And along that same vein, why not eat dog, cat, and homeless people?

All inspirational of course.
***
Food

What to consume before being consumed
Protein
Sugar
Carbohydrates
Political lies

Thirst and hunger
Wages made and spent
Young bones growing until a brittle end

All in all, all consume
all drink
all feast
all use
all create a body full
in such a glorious life
until
that moment comes
when in turn to be consumed
by worms and new life.

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Post October 25, 2018, 09:31:09 AM

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hearing strings pulled
pulling the blankets over heads
as if a bird sticks its head in the sand

dawning seconds to wake to hear
sounds
news of masses

another fucking day born
with the aid of Beethoven
cereal
bacon
and here.

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Post October 25, 2018, 10:19:26 PM

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Inspiration takes control for some writers. Inspiration comes in many forms. Today, Rachael had heart murmurs and was in the hospital getting checked out. Gary was in the same hospital and had a heart attack where then he was taken to a larger hospital for a stent.

Today, felt the heartbeat of a father long dead; felt the heartbeat of a mother long dead; felt the heartbeat of a brother long dead... thus the inspiration takes control of this heart.
***

Inside

Beating and feeling
the flock of birds wings as they take flight
the rubbing vibrations of the crickets legs
the suns rumbling as it released its rays
the waters roar beating rocks in stride

All around,
thump
thump
thump de thump
until feeling everything alive

Bringing a lump of ice alive
Bringing warmth to the cold piece of coal
Freeing relief as what matters in this world of death'
brings uncountable heart beats.
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Post October 26, 2018, 12:56:16 AM

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But since you brought up food... a question. Why do people in America shun from eating horse?

They're too close to being seen as pets now, I think, though I wish I could afford to keep one. I wouldn't; I just wish I could afford it. Anyway, I heard that people in the U.S. did eat horsemeat during one of the big wars when beef was being fed to the soldiers or something. I haven't looked it up. But I do remember when TV was black and white, there was some brand of canned dogfood that advertised using "lean, red horsemeat."

We've come so far ... a couple years ago when I bought a new mattress to replace the one my parents used, the tag on it said it was stuffed with horsehair, and that was common with a lot of furniture.

Have you ever slept on a feather mattress? It's fuckin' amazing; you just sink into the thing and float there. And they don't work on the beds we use now; it had to be in a bed with high board sides, just like a waterbed, and for similar reasons. A feather mattress is just a bag of feathers and won't keep any shape, so it has to be contained. Those bed frames had criss-crossed ropes holding the mattress up, too; no steel or springs.

Yeah, we've come a long way ...
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Post October 27, 2018, 10:05:22 AM

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Around here one can get free mules and horses. wrote about how I was hired to bury some horses and mules a couple of years ago. Owner got tired of them, killed them and I buried them.What a waste and true reflection of what it is to be human.

In my opinion horses have their place in a work environment such as cowboys (and cowgirl, or whatever) sporting events (rodeo, roping) Hunting, (packing) and yes, pets. As far as animals go, they are a high maintenance animal and eat like a 'horse'.

Used to buy from prisoners in Deer Lodge 'correction' facility; woven and braided horsehair belts, hatbands and such. Excellent material and quality.

Never slept in a feather bed. Too soft. Much prefer the ground, a sheet of plywood or rock surface. Human bodies were not designed for recliners, sofa's, or soft beds.

This morning inspired by the boring topic of humanity. Caravans. Mobs. Sexual confusion. Hate. In general... shit. So, fuck people this morning. Instead, a poem about rain. Rain is good.
***

A planet of vapors
Deep oceans, streams, and rivers

Stopping by for a sip
a comet skips

Sunshine playing with rainbows
breeze showing the game of tag

Denizens of the currents
fish flip

Crustaceans cling, watching the tides
Above, the moons dance

All around, a fog of clouds cleanse
a real peace.

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Post October 28, 2018, 12:48:33 PM

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Cherokee Purple Tomato

Brakes set tight
there on Gregory Creek
Excavator pushing, trailer holding
Truck taking a breather
pads hot as fresh shit

A dodge ahead, also too, taking pause
Next to the left is the welder, Randy
To the right, yellow cottonwood leaves and a creek

Smiling he saunters, plastic bag in hand
window down, coming up
"Want some tomatoes?"
Standing on the steep grade, the sunlight prevailed
warm air fresh from recent rain

Talk and banter
about bullies and friends
gardening tips and tricks
showing off a round pear given above
and then...

Slowly he walked back down, heading to the library to volunteer
leaving a bag of cherokee puple tomatoes
cooled brakes
while the wind blew leaves
mixing with the low gurgle of squeaking brakes
and a creek.

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Post October 28, 2018, 08:49:57 PM

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Fairy Humor

"Hey Mikey, you do know that you're eating dragon crap..." A slightly frumpy and fat fairy named Bob said to Mikey, a slender wisp of a fairy who was busy nibbling on a rose petal after having just finished consuming an entire pansy.

"So?" Mikey said as he took another bite on the fragrant petal.

"So, aren't you a bit nauseous knowing you're eating dragon crap?"

Mikey paused from chewing, dabbing the sides of his mouth with the wing of a lady bug and smugly said, "Not in the least. Everyone knows that dragons are full of shit."

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Post October 29, 2018, 08:39:22 PM

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Sex

Colors vivid; sharp as the prick of cacti; translucent, black, softly extreme with blinding strobes of white
.
.. .. ..
.. .. ..
.
A flash, so explosive, taking flight; rising; pointing to words
words
worlds
words
so full of thought and mind
.. .. ..
.. .. ..
.
.
One plane there is a line where above is above and below is below
Two planes there is a mixing of motions
thoughts
words
worlds
words
so full of thought and mind
.
.
.. .. ..
.. .. ..
Three planes.. .. .. . .
. . .. .. ..
. .. . ..
.. . .. .
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
music takes control of spirit, of body, of mind
symphony so harmonic
bass
tenor
soprano
orgasmic


(for in preparation, in fantasy and imagination; there to follow those seconds, minutes, hours= time, there comes the realization of happen. of such beyond comprehension, beyond words, words, worlds, words... there comes the greatest of all; memories and realization happens; that which is and is; a binding tight of what cannot be denied.)

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Post October 30, 2018, 08:51:15 PM

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unfolded bold, where to cover the vague and whispers
centered though
middle of
and warm

feelings perspire with just a thought
heartbeat demanding more of every fiber
being
middle of
and warm

there, curving the horizon
hand outstretched and learning
picking the sounds from the wind
middle of
and warm

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Post October 31, 2018, 09:33:47 PM

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darkness of space holds no wall, fence, barrier
nothing of nothing cannot stand
coldness or molten heat of sun or flame
a sigh to carry passion
when released in a moment
a reaction

vacuum where all who travel expend the banked energy
of time

phallic symbol of a rising rocket
womb of receiving approaching the mother ship
rings of finger, planet, orbit
surrounded by infinity abound

holding hand and council
sitting enraptured with all the time in the world captured, held ransom
more than a king or pauper could ever understand

this riddle so easy to be
a soft, ever so soft kiss upon a cheek
until once again, time released
as faster than light or known speed
never again will the heart feel the coldness of space, of time, or place
never to be blocked, chained, or shackled,
knowing what love is and peace.

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Post November 01, 2018, 09:58:55 PM

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skipping stones
stopping to see the ripples ride
such serenity
still

with river or lake, pond or ocean
wonderful how the rocks ride gravity
sliding to a bottom
remembering the fingers hold

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Post November 02, 2018, 06:19:43 PM

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Lightning and Thunder
a November day
bringing dancing pine needles partnered with yellow leaves

Above, the Sun
Storm clouds to the side
and rain

Walking in mud
breathing in clean air
getting off work early

eating pears with cheese
drinking a spicy drink
playing with corgi's

it is a good day.

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Post November 03, 2018, 12:18:49 PM

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music and dreams of situation flesh
another night put to the test
leaving inside, so much rhythm and finest

tempo, bass, staccato
Pit Bull trying his best
Shakira, woman's voice pulling me

getting in the mood indeed
getting ready to create
listening to the music..

Tree of Life is what they want...
Indeed,
and so it shall be.

A Door of my dreams
Stained glass willing to break to the will
Hinges
Handles...

This is my World now
one where I can be.

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Post November 04, 2018, 01:11:56 PM

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they chose to throw rocks, extending feelings so close to summary war
yelling
chanting
beating chests like apes in dominance
all the while, the air in chest cavities bring rage to hear

a child cries, lungs expending pain as they are bullied
a woman screams in pain as she is raped
a man laughs while inflicting a gang beat...

air.
sounds.
emotions.

on loan, the Wind, a spirit of Life traveling

all around, caressing, flowing
inside
outside
not in the vacuum silence of space where for life there is death

tuning in, tuning out
choosing choice
...
music brings into view a sound of air so sweet and pure
a flute
a drum
a stringed vibration
and for those so gifted; vocal renditions fit for a Wind.

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Post November 05, 2018, 09:33:34 PM

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There is joy watching the flight of feathers

So many, so vast, so plenty

^^^^^^^^^^^^''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''--------------,,,,,,,,,,,,

..........................________,,,,,,,,

,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,"""""""Ooo


Clinging to the wire, branch, cloud..............."""""""""""""""""""""----------------,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

Singing as they pass along the time.


Large eagles, hawks, falcons, owls'''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''',,,,,,,,,,-----------
Tiny hummingbirds, bee finders, clingers,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,..............
leaving those small in the middle....

Soaring low or high
Listening to song
to me
birds are special
while the winds keep everything real
----------..............,,,,,,,,,,,,,________ */\*

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Post November 06, 2018, 11:47:25 PM

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wascally wabbits'
with whiskers
wishing wun who walks with
winks...

Birtdag 'Wishes''!
with wishy washy wine.

(burp!)

Whoops!
What wabbit winks and drinks wine?
Why a wascally wabbit' of course
with Elmber Fudder watching from behind.

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Post November 07, 2018, 11:53:58 PM

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"Hey charcoal beak... when you die can I have your corpse to feed on?"

Not cool parasite, an appendix is nothing to joke about.

"Who said I was joking? Don't you eat chicken?"

Yes, but a Phoenix is not chicken.

"It has wings, feathers, a beak... I bet they taste like chicken."

You want chicken, go to the fridge and eat chicken but just stay away from the new summer sausage and cheese.

"Okay. I'll just wait for the corpse and then I'll really..."

See ya parasite. (slamming the door shut on the fridge to keep the parasite trapped among left-overs and jars of pickles and fermented calf eyes.
*

Good hearing you're doing okay Tao. I appreciate the kind words and glad something I wrote was worth borrowing. Feel free to use whatever is, and of course for the inspiration.

Hope you feel better from what ails you. If it fails I'm known to make excellent moonshine which makes all aches and pains both spiritual, mental, and physical seem a bit more distant. Though, to be sure, it also is great for powering internal combustion engines and preserving flesh in a pickled state for at least 400 years.

As for chess, it truly is a great game and I'm not very good at it but truly enjoy all aspects of the game except for that (in my opinion) castleing option.

As for Life confusing me, rest assured there has never been any confusion in this body ever. The reality is that this World of mankind is truly a shit planet with minute glimpses of potential beauty and greatness. Writing actually is truly the only real joy existing, well, that and food. So much good food to try and only centuries to try them all.

So, good to see you're writing again and get yourself well.
**

Writers

What is a story presented if not a knot?

With inspiration, aspirations, dedication; searching verbs, adjective, nouns, vowels...

Where then is the joy and happiness, sadness and pain; presented in such diverse worlds of thread?



From cradle grows the search; ability leaps, eyes see, fingers touch
Books learned read, and so grows
the knot.

Look over there, can you see to your left?
Look again, to your right.
Above
Below
Around

Did you taste it?
Smell it?

Grabbing paper and pen; pulling on a lace

Scribble and paint

with time, a jumble of colors, emotions, experience and time
there finally arrives
a story...

But no, something is not right...
What is wrong?

There on the paper, filled with words and ink
So much, so many, so, so, so filled with energy
one
giant
knot
and yet, it is not finished...

So, what is a writer?
A writer is nothing more than an identity, a feeling, a wheel, a mechanism, a need...
What they do is bring it all together and tie the knot...

The knot though, is not the story...
The story for every reader is the unraveling of
the knot.

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Post November 08, 2018, 10:23:32 AM

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woke up this morning thinking about how writers in the past wrote stories and poetry regarding topics of the day. For instance something about their favorite horse whinny gallop, for in this exists happy trail People of the day would say, "Ah yes, a good prance through forest and glade." Today, people would say, "Nah. Boring. That sucks".

Got to thinking about phrases such as when wearing fur was popular and trendy. "Think Mink" Catchy. Effective. Today, people would have to suck their thumb and go to their safe place for therapy after reading such.

Then thought of "A mans best friend is his dog" Still applies though in a few years it will change to "Sex robots are divine".

Finally, after 'making' breakfast I thought of a perfect one for this period of time "A microwave is truly fantastic!"
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Post November 09, 2018, 11:55:08 AM

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Then thought of "A mans best friend is his dog" Still applies though in a few years it will change to "Sex robots are divine".

Robin, I think you may have hit the jackpot--combine those two and you'd have a housepet that can bark at strangers, fetch your slippers, and curl up in your lap to give you an electromechanical hum-job.

Whoever gets this to market first is gonna be swimming in money!
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Post November 09, 2018, 10:33:04 PM

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That's why they invented peanut butter... heeheehee.

"Robin! Finally you have become as bad as me!"

Not even close parasite. Though, if it has been thought of it has been tried.
*

You're probably right Lester. A sex robot (with appropriate apparatus) built like a dog and highly 'erotic' is probably in the works. Though to be 'fair' for a sex cat lovers, it will give pussy a whole new realistic feeling...

"Damn Robin, that's two good ones!

Hey parasite. You are looking like a cross between a cat, dog, alien sex robot... want some peanut butter?

"Oh, yeah! Now you're three for three and sick! Oh, and I doubt you'd want me... I have fangs."
**''

And thanks for the inspiration Lester. Makes the word, electromechanical combined with humming 'sound' great.
****

Food. Sex. Pets.
Three words summing up the simpler world of men.

Clothes. Emotions. Diet. Food. Shopping. Exercise. Scuba diving. Art. Literature. Feelings. Space exploration. Pickling. Make up. Shoes. String. Flowers. Dirt. Mushrooms. Driving men nuts. Driving women nuts. Driving themselves nuts. (plus about every other word in the dictionary...
All countless words trying to describe what cannot be described... women.
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Post November 11, 2018, 12:14:15 PM

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You're probably right Lester. A sex robot (with appropriate apparatus) built like a dog and highly 'erotic' is probably in the works. Though to be 'fair' for a sex cat lovers, it will give pussy a whole new realistic feeling...

Gotta be in Japan if it's anywhere. Those people are incredibly kinky, and they love technology.
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