2023-08-30 T®espasse®s

 

2023-08-30     T®espasse®s  

        

            Course it’s debatable as to whether or not a person can be considered a t®espasse® if (s)he - ‘once we figure out / the p®onouns’, a teacher and Shi®etown ©ollege and Shi®etown ©ollege ®ugby ©lub alumni down still in the 802 said it better and apropos (t)his year’s tea©hing / plan as far as what gende® to call / the students goes, ‘we can get down to the to the ®eading, w®iting and / a®ithmeti©’ – remains on family p®ope®ty up on out on up on out on up on out on up in here in The Bea©hes, but still / and all (y)our (wo)man ©in (hooker please, -id.) the humble(d) narrato® of (t)his Take This Thing Back to Baltime-moi®es and t®espasse®s has to pick / and ©hoose which of the houses at which to hulk-smash away at today’s edition of the same, seeing as the(ir) ®elatives are after inhabiting the other houses be©ause deamn-near full / o©©upan©y up in here of this balmy for The Bea©hes late August WTFednesday after, ®eading, w®iting and / a®ithmeti© is all / we gots.

 

And before during and after (t)his WTFednesday after’s edition of Here ©omes / the ®ain / again – ‘here comes’, (y)our man ©in says it better before during and after the(ir) latest ®ain / snow / down / wind fall up on out on up on out on up in here in the Bea©hes be©ause global / wa®ning and all / that, ‘the pain’ that four-lettered wo®d – it’s (in)to the indoors that (y)our man ©in is after repairing to hulk-smash away at (t)his Take This Thing Back to Baltime-moi®es and t®espasse®s be©ause laptop and all / that,  namely into the shelter of (y)our (wo)man the house The Tide Is High up on out on up on out on up on out on up in here, though as always it’s preferable to be out in the out / of doo® s up on out on up on out on up on out on up in here in The Bea©hes, or anywhere else on God’s g®een / ea®th for that matter, be©ause none of that musty that five-lettered wo®dle smell that five-lettered wo®dle, innit God, here ©omes the ®ain again is all / we gots.

 

Course a taxpayer recollects the sound and sights and smells / all three of the pla©es that (s)he’s been after visiting and living at morning noon and night during the course of a ©ameo so far up on out on up on out on up on out on this Dog and Pony Show – ‘this thing’ (y)our man the ®IP artist forme®ly known as P®in©e sang it better, in his immor(t)al tune Let’s Go ©®azy from his pu®pleness’s Pu®ple ®ain / the album and Majo® Motion Pictu®e both, ‘ called / life’  - over the yea®s and de©ades and ©inturies and millenia (hooker please, -id., oh wait, what ?) up in here, and it was in this house The Tide Is High back in the 20^th that (y)our (wo)men the Noslou© kids used to be after videeing (y)our (wo)men the(ir) next-door neighbors back then’s Home Movies every summer from the year / before, innit JF, those big reel-to-reel 8 mm home videos accompanied as we do by Vivaldi’s Four Seasons audeed in the background and by way surely of the turntable and hi-fi sitting even still here now in the corner of the High Tide living room up in here be©ause audio and video separate back then, this thing / called life is all / we gots.

 

Mostly it was (y)our (wo)men the(ir) neighbors the MacLea®ans’ home videos of the(ir) t®ips to London, England in the ‘70s and ‘80s back in the 20^th that (y)our man ©in recollects / best in what’s left of his mind that four-lettered word (that’s enough, -id.) – ‘when you’re tired / of London’ (y)our man ©in wrote in an e-mail that got no reply as we do at wo®k that four-lettered wo®d earlier this summer, and referring of course to London, Onta®ia®ia®ia®ia®ia®ia®io be©ause isn’t it / i®oni©, innit Alanis Morrisette, ‘you’re ti®ed / of life’ – and of audeeing Vivaldi’s Four Seasons vinyl LP as the inevitable soundtra©k blaring / loud from the wi-fi up in here at The Tide Is High / the house as images of those (Beefeate® ? ) guards at Bu©kingham Pala©e with the big Canadian Fu® also of course from The Flintstones G®and Poohbah hats ©infamy hats protecting (y)our (wo)men the King and Queen / of England and thei(ir) little b®at ©hild®en (one of who(m), Prin©e-now-King Cha®les’ nuptials to Diana Spenser the(ir) whole The Bea©hes neighborhood was after waking up at 4 in the morning to audee and videe back  in the 20^th be©ause who / ca®es fai®y tale wedding) were being videed on one of those portable home movie screens from back in the 20^th and as (y)our (wo)men ©in and sister sat well-behaved as ©hild®en as we do on that couch over there be©ause them’s were the hal©yon pre-®egime ze®o days and de©ades and centuries and millenia ago, ©inadian Fu® is all / we gots.

 

 

Course it wasn’t much of / a t®ek or life ha©k to be after visiting the(ir) The Bea©hes neighbors back in the 1970s and 1980s – twenty feet it was maybe from the(ir) ©hildhood The Bea©hes’ house next door, and right next door to where (y)our man ©in the humble(d) na®®ato® of (t)his Take This Thing Back to Baltime-moi®es and t®espasse®s is after sitting  even / now of (t)his WTFednesday after be©ause WTF, and as where the Noslou© ©hild®en were surely after sitting / back then as well be©ause things tend to stay / the same that four-lettered wo®d up on out on up on out on up on out on up in here in the Bea©hes be©ause timeless – to be after audeeing and videeing both the(ir) neighbors’ previous year’s home movies and annual visits to B®exit both and all / that and Nunde®©ove®s, but still and all it was an annual summe® visit only, and therefore ex©iting as all get out when it occurred annually as we do, Nunde®©ove® is all / we gots.

 

Surely tea was served – or ginger ale be©ause Schweppes back in the 20th, innit Du©ky – and Animal C®a©ke®s (hooker please, -id., oh wait, what? ) to the Noslou© ©hild®en both ba©k in the 20^th, before during and after the(ir) annual Animal ©®a©ke®s visits next door up in here at High Tide / the Bea©hes house up in here for to audee and videe both the(ir) neighbors’ latest round-the-wo®ld – (y)our (I®ish)man ©in recalls the B®exit videes mostly be©ause hat®ed, ‘and need I remind / you’ the Natasha McIlhone as the ®ed-hot I®A operative reminds (y)our (English)man the washed-out me®©ena®y  played by Sean Bean (?) be©ause bested by Robert de Niro’ ®onin as we do in John Frankenheimer c®iminally-underrated film of the same name, before during and after being paying / him off, course it isn’t a question, ‘to forget all about / us?’ – but he also recalls parrots from Hawaii or whatnot from (y)our (wo)men the(ir) Bea©hes neighbors’ home movies from back in the 20^th and god knows what else / he’s forgotten, innit god be©ause the A©T (hooker please, -id.) and the cin©ussions and the p®e-®egime ze®o d®inking, and high that four-lettered word from this year’s p®imo Gaspé Diesel / sh®ed ©®a©ke®s  and all / that, and we weren’t that bright / to begin with, innit DD, ©®a©ke®s is all / we gots.

 

Course it wasn’t only inside / this house High Tide that (y)our man ©in and his d®oogs would be after visiting from next door back in the hal©yon p®e-®egime ze®o 20^th (that’s enough, -id.) but outside / the house that five-lettered wo®dle as well, building elaborate wood shelters as we do both on and into the seaside bea©h that five-lettered wo®dle just outside with the two Dnallor boys – teenage®s ! at the time to (y)our men ©in and his d®oogs’ JV status as elevenqua®antweens (hooker please, -id.) back in the 20^th, innit perfesser – the Dnallor boys out here visiting, and with some f®equen©y given the size of the(ir) beachwood  Bea©h©ombe®s  bunke® in ©in’s me-moi®es now, travelling from the(ir) summer home as we do in The Bea©hes’ town centre, by way of the hated be©ause big t®u©ks highway 132, ten minutes by car out to where the Noslouc and Llewop family houses are located then, and / now, in les banlieux West of The Bea©hes Cent®al, this Ttagell’s Point stretch of land up in here ‘beyond’, (y)our (wo)man the(ir) Ma Noslou© - f®ee ! flog forever for keeping all of these houses / ve®ti©al - called them better, or anyway in the eyes of The Bea©hes’ snobs with their g®and homes in the Bea©hes Cente®, ‘the pale’ that four-lettered wo®d, course that’s the thing / about snobs, the good be©ause simple be©ause one-line joke has it better, they’re better than everyone / else,, the(ir) beachwood  The Bea©h©ombe®s  bunke® is all / we gots.

 

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