Hey bitches! Smell my armpits!

Thursday, 10 June, Year 13 d.Tr. | Author: Mircea Popescu

Motto :Joe Bidden Reales
La Al Paispceleai Congres!

The title is exactly accurate notation of lived, experienced history : earlier I came out and yelled "Hey bitches! Smell my armpits!" because even earlier I ordered a girl buy me a pile-up of deodorant sprays, as part of a general move away from being nice.ii I no longer separate garbage, I no longer use non-spray deodorant, and so on, ongoing, forever. Because this is the correct way to deal with the assholes : sabotage. Passive, unrelenting, everywhere. You get in my fucking way shopping or whatever, I'll get in your way everywhere. E-mar-psa-FBBBPHHH!!!

So one is sniffing my armpit, another is sniffing my crotch ("Because she wants to start easy" or somesuch, I didn't inquire) and pandemonium generally. The result sheets came out very flatteringly, so I guess this one Ima keep [buying] ; fancy that wonder, all the rest of you poor fucks have to band together by the millions to hire a coupla tired old hags to do the same thing for your shitty brands, whereas I got nubiles on call eager, see, that's the important point, eager to serve, in this or any other way.iii. And if you're wondering what's happened to the rejects, why, let me shed some light : I sent them out (which is where they're now) to "Give these to the first cute girl you see". That's right, they're passing out spray-on deodorant in the general population. And if anyone wants to launch some HFC-payloaded rockets into the ozone layer's hole, hit me up, I've got money.

Why, how's your life been going ?

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  1. This is gonna be one helluva footnote.

    So, first things fourteen : by virtue of the anatomical illustration of the human body on a widely (as part of schooling curriculum) distributed drawing illo tempore having used the number 14 to indicate the male genitalia, Romanian vernacular has co-opted the number to indicate exactly what you'd expect, and so common expressions such as "ma doare-n paispe" readily map to "ma doare-n pula" which is just a more explicitly elaborate way of saying you don't care. Which I don't, but then again you like to pretend you're me, so...

    Moving on : Romania's ill-fated Donald of not so very long ago had an unpleasant experience with the (coincidentally ?) 14th Congress of the Romanian Communist Party, where they were going to re-elect him, and they did, but then it turned out to be the last. Cum s-ar zice, l-o durut in paispce.

    The slogan of those proceedings, ubiquitous as is the fate of socialism's slogans, sad nonsense nobody believes thus everyone repeats with an insistence nobody believes can substitute for belief nevertheless insists anyways, asfuckingif, because "who knows" etcetera, is almost exactly given in the motto. Except, of course, for the changes in donalds and other ducks, but otherwise... tatatat la fel.

    Now that we understand each other I should perhaps say a word or two about that ignare cunt, perhaps something along the lines of "The US managed to elect such a moron for a black president as to forever shame all black people into the ground ; and now they've managed to not even elect a dumb cunt such that no self-respecting woman would ever consider involvement in the cesspit". And I would, too, except for lack of a name I've no way to reference her. Indeed what could possibly be more disgracing than to not stand her up for election, and instead slide her into some sort of hereditary proceedings, like in Histórias Que Nossas Babás Não Contavam exactly ?

    Actually, I suppose Clara das Neves is just as good a name for her as any other, especially seeing how her skin's just the right shade of nigger to fill the part :

    us-president-unelect

    Long live the Fourteenth Congress by Oswaldo de Oliveira! Long live 1979, 1984, the mulatto Snow White, the unelected Presidentess and all the other great achievements of The Great Achieving! []

  2. Yup, that's right, no more Mr. Nice Guy. From now on, it's maximum damage, especially collateral. A state dedicated to anything besides furthering my convenience doesn't get any passive benefit whatsoever. Let them figure out all the shit on their own, and with their own two hands, I ain't doing it.

    Always remember : doing anything "to help others" is both wrong and evil, because those "others", vague, general, unknown are in fact the enemy disguised. Not actual people, not real people, merely imaginary bait in a collosal bait-and-switch scheme, illusions, projected by well practiced con men. []

  3. Do you realise I pretty much always have the option of pissing in an eager girl's mouth, whenever I don't feel like using any other facilities ? I don't even have to ask, they offer. How about that! []
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  1. [...] differentiates the woman from the female (or the can of deodorant spray) is specific, narrowly defined and narrowly construed self-positioning, as a subjective and [...]

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