That clock fell down and crashed to the ground at PERDUE right after I heard three toll bells ring out from the BIG BEN clock tower in London.
In confirmation of the old polite society man who dies in BEING THERE.
Was there ever a man who lived in the WHITE HOUSE who was as bland and boring as No.41?
As compared to yours truly; who is known for spiking two underaged hotties at the same time at THE WHISKY A GO GO happening in BRIDES OF DRACULA meets MEAN GIRLS, 1994.
Or in other words;
"...that he may tithe his people, to prepare them against the day of vengeance and burning," like in Paris, France, 2018.
Dude, all I AM is asking for is my usual take after expenses.
Gregory Scott Relf's
TWO WITNESSES NEWSLETTER
Day 1335, circa 1996.
PS MISS MONTANA: Your own private bright yellow love bus movie called LITTLE MISS SUNSHINE happens to come to an end in Orange County, or thereabouts, for a post production WW III reason. Which ends with the constant annoying sounds of a high pitched muted trumpet car horn.
Welcome to the crazy zone.
PS CHRIS WALLACE: I grew up in a Cleon Skousen style mormon church household; where NATIONAL REVIEW and PLAIN TRUTH magazines were lying around the house everywhere.
So when George H. Bush got elected back in 1988, I knew in my gut that he and the Republican party had gone completely nuts. Not to mention the LDS church leadership in Utah.
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