THIS IS GETTING TIRESOME
All started with me taking into account the fact that this guy... called Solomon... had been, some two days ago, right here at the Fish Hoek library the day after I had said I had my eye on the lady who together with her... significant other... runs the memorabilia shop , where my fellow expatriate stores/stored his lion, and where he also stands in for them sometimes.
What a coincidence, right? The guy was seated scarce two metres away from me and hell, he looked like he was about to faint... and immediately my thoughts went to the... oversight committee.
but I let it go, and yet, when I was regurgitating my post of yesterday, I could not help laughing, because, of course, knowing michelle and her propensity to assume that I change; she would assume that I meant I had changed my mind when I was on and on about re-pentance.
So, let me eduacte the bitch, because if she, for one moment thinks I will have her near me, she had better be prepared for the last rites for her last wrongs, because she ever show up in my section, she will be... the late michelle pereira, as I promised her I would do to her... although, of course, things being the way they are, everything that I say 'at once' has to take 3 days to be beyond change, because my eye is ever on God, see, and if he agrees then it happens, but if not, He will point out where I am deluding myself. And wait for me to make proper changes
The fifth letter is the one that has to do with 'repentance', because it is a pictogram depicting a man standing with a hand outstretched
meaning, since the man would be with his back to the screen
that he is ruling what is on his left, i.e.
finding out what the...of course...
woman,
is thinking as well as having dominion over her.
Since I have NO interest in having anything to do with michelle, as we started off on the wrong foot, with her thinking herself not only better than my equal, but my superior, I of course have to have these women who each are better looking than her [beauty IS in the eye of the beholder] and also healthy [couldn't resist] , I would be an idiot to not want to have these women with whom I would start as I intend to carry on... as lord, as their ruler, the one who... divines... their thoughts.[I have to make a correction about one girl, the one I said probably works at St, Luke's hopspice shop?. Saw her today, and she must work at Engels and ...whatever... and she was a bit of a surprise to me because there are two who look a bit alike, but she is the one with a dark ... mole... just above her upper lip, to the right]
Not to mean I am not interested in the other twenty, hell, they are all under the same blanket, although there is a bit of a change.
See, I have not met some of the women I had included, like the model, the actress and the Jordanian girl, all of whom I would probably reject out of hand if I met them 1v1.
So, the thing is, I have dropped these, and will at least keep it all simple, and there will be one black of me and twenty-five white of them... and, obviously, many more though how many still remains to be seen because if I do travel, I will expect something for my labour, in the form of pleasing women.
Unfortunately, there are at present 24 women, and I lack one, which is why I wrote, 'here we go again', since until they come to an end I can not start.
I need a woman, I am short one.
In my walk today I have not met one, so I suppose she will have to announce herself, and THEN, as soon as she does, disaster for everyone will start, like the thing with obama first, then while everyone is reeling, the south african revenge, and if zuma does not heed THAT, then Soweto and every major ghetto in South Africa will be crushed, but if he does, then, while I wait to depart, every place that has my enemies will experience a freak ... Act Of God... where more people may die but specifically those enemies of mine, like in Capricorn and all those areas, except of course, Simonstown. There I want a hands on thing, with the deaths of the people I want dead, by my own hand, first... unless of course, there is a miracle between now and tomorrow when 3 days are done.
Not to mean I am not interested in the other twenty, hell, they are all under the same blanket, although there is a bit of a change.
See, I have not met some of the women I had included, like the model, the actress and the Jordanian girl, all of whom I would probably reject out of hand if I met them 1v1.
So, the thing is, I have dropped these, and will at least keep it all simple, and there will be one black of me and twenty-five white of them... and, obviously, many more though how many still remains to be seen because if I do travel, I will expect something for my labour, in the form of pleasing women.
Unfortunately, there are at present 24 women, and I lack one, which is why I wrote, 'here we go again', since until they come to an end I can not start.
I need a woman, I am short one.
In my walk today I have not met one, so I suppose she will have to announce herself, and THEN, as soon as she does, disaster for everyone will start, like the thing with obama first, then while everyone is reeling, the south african revenge, and if zuma does not heed THAT, then Soweto and every major ghetto in South Africa will be crushed, but if he does, then, while I wait to depart, every place that has my enemies will experience a freak ... Act Of God... where more people may die but specifically those enemies of mine, like in Capricorn and all those areas, except of course, Simonstown. There I want a hands on thing, with the deaths of the people I want dead, by my own hand, first... unless of course, there is a miracle between now and tomorrow when 3 days are done.
A breathtakingly beautiful woman just walked in now, accomapnied by her daughter, and all I see is that she has a top which... fuck, I can do nothing because she did not notice me, and I will never run after a woman.
Heck, one has NO idea how much I want to leave!
Heck, one has NO idea how much I want to leave!
booty bags topping like twenties in a line
when I give it to her shorty know how to bring it back
we be banging on the beach sometime we are relaxing
girl peel out your blouse and your tight jeans
let me lick you down dip you in some ice cream
holla holla my name when I slide in
thunderstorm rain sleet and lightning
when I give it to her shorty know how to bring it back
we be banging on the beach sometime we are relaxing
girl peel out your blouse and your tight jeans
let me lick you down dip you in some ice cream
holla holla my name when I slide in
thunderstorm rain sleet and lightning
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it like that make you clap now!
it like that make you clap now!
