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2016-04-25 Taking / the cure that four-lettered word.

 

2016-04-25         Taking / the cure that four-lettered word.

It is exceedingly ®are to be after finding a cintraption that either one of (y)our men the condominium cats Itchy and Scratchy will deign to even look at more / than once, much less interact with, however your man Petlinks the roboti© mouse is just such / a uni©orn.  What it is, as previously f®ee flog!ged up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out in the pixels and pages of (t)his  Take This Thing Back to Baltimo®e me-moirs and uni©orn, is that your (wo)man Petlinks the roboti© mouse is made up of a magnetic purple robe of some kind that covers the top of the base of the thing, and the base of the thing in turn has as its (only) attachment a plastic mouse, not dissimilar to one of them plastic rabbits at the dog races which, connected too to some kind of runner at the side of the racetrack, taunts and tempts the racing dogs and greyhounds into giving chase, just such a uni©orn is all / we gots.

 

Good times, ‘you only know you love her’ your man Passenger sings it better in his song of the same name, ‘when you let her / go’, if there ever was a cintraption the usage of which gives both great pleasure and elicits great sympathy, it is your man Petlinks the roboti© mouse, the look on the furry face of your man Itchy the cat as he videes the lump underneath the purple robe of the device going round and round and round, ‘for ever’ the Grady twins in Kubrick’s take on your The Shining, innit Mr. King say it better, ‘and ever / and ever’, knowing that he can only arrest its orbit momentarily, and / or rip the whole contraption asunder, and not for the first time, is priceless, cintraptions is all / we gots.

 

And like your men the cats Itchy and Scratchy, your man Cin the humbled  humiliated narrato® of (t)his Take This Thing Back to Baltimore me-moirs and itchy and scratchy loses cinterest in things that once consumed him, losing cinterest in things that once consumed him is all / we gots, ‘you only need the light’, your man Passenger sings it better ‘when it’s burning low / you only miss the sun when it starts to snow / you only hate the road / when you’re missing home / and you only know you love her / when you let her go / and you let her go’, letting her go is all / we gots.

Now that Cin and the cindominium have joined the 21st cintury (oh please hooker -id.) and gotten a no-limit $39.00 / month cinternet connection cinstead of the previous $100.00 / month 11 gigabyte limit connection (that’s enough revenge of the nerds -id.) it is all streaming music and all Netflix / all of the time, all streaming music and all Netflix / all of the time is all / we gots.  And seeing as that Cin has been after videeing ever loving movie on Netflix’s home page, and many more besides hidden away in its’ algorithms, it will be music that he’s after audeeing now more and more, hidden away in its algorithms is all we gots.

Here’s / hears a Europudding video, with your man this Saxon (white) German rapper singing ‘au revoir’ in French to his ex-fraulein, featuring his BFF another Saxon (white) German rapper, ‘Parental’ reads his hoodie, in English ‘Advisory’, Parental Advisory is all / we gots, and the two of them at the end videeing their own video – it’s all very / meta – kitted up Little Alex-style in Kubrick’s A Clockwork Orange as little Alex takes / the cure to treat his ultra-violence by being force-videed the same in the dark cinema, what with the calipers holding open his eyelids and all that, it’s all / good, for about a minute and / a half,  all / good, taking / the cure is all / we gots.

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PBZfCmlRIVs

 

Thank for reading (t)his Take This Thing Back to Balti-memoires and taking / the cure .

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