The world has changed

Sunday, 13 August, Year 9 d.Tr. | Author: Mircea Popescu

The city boy cooks, he's beautiful & hot, he plays scientific music and uses books for props. He caresses his own hair and doesn't jack off, his allowance could vanish if he got caught. He's got the right words but they never come out and he carries a mirror to watch himself pout. He emerges angry and pumped from the massage&spa, he'll email you his fist un-deux-trois. The pigs nap all day, everything's quiet, the yearly riot features sintered rocks and cardboard molotov cocktails. Nobody fights because nobody remembers how, the neighbourhood's under the control of some tired old sow.

The world has changed, time to relax, the city boy hunts for pokemons in pavement cracks. The "hardened criminals" without rapsheets methodically collect their hairdresser receipts ; under the kevlar there's polyester tanga slips smelling of dildo and chips.

Lengthy battles of words & sliced bologna establish each day who needs the bigger bra. There's time to lose, there's things to choose, there's great plans for great fortunes owned by jews. Complaining's great especially if pointless, three rag dolls in flip-flops to the toilet and the shit still coming out tasteless. Supposedly you should fuck them even though they're fat, push their face in the hat and sprinkle some flour on their twat. The new style boy seems rather girly, the new style girly looks comparatively burly. A rabid panorama, confusedly afloat, hungover trying to recall when did it last voat.

The world has changed, time to relax, the city boy hunts for pokemons in pavement cracks. The "hardened criminals" without rapsheets methodically collect their hairdresser receipts ; under the kevlar there's polyester tanga slips smelling of dildo and chips.

Don't get startled, I get it, you just wanted for the best and not to need to commit. You have my admiration, sucker, you're so very much better than any random trucker. Life's hard and the path obscure, but you'll figure it all out with no brains and no culture. Tears flow freely and the magic is gone, your miserable spawn will be gone by the dawn. A Nagant's always good to keep nearby, don't wonder why. Bye.

The world has changed, time to relax, the city boy hunts for pokemons in pavement cracks. The "hardened criminals" without rapsheets methodically collect their hairdresser receipts ; under the kevlar there's polyester tanga slips smelling of dildo and chips.

Courtesy Cheloo.

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    anonymouser 
    Thursday, 19 March 2020

    okay this is epic

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    Mircea Popescu 
    Thursday, 19 March 2020

    Yw.

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