Argument Excrement
i said put a lid on that thing how do you let it utter thusly wherefore the steaming excrement that slapped the Sunday pavement clapping against it with a pap you see it there sticking to it still smoldering and steaming proud ah, yes, valiant! oh mighty manifestation that reeks forth you are clear to me and very apparent there you are in open bare truth for view in so very many ways i do adore you there is no acting about you from within life you came mammalian, see? full of love you are excreted into this atmosphere ah, yes, with a bouquet of flavors for the nostrils, of course! no, don't think me silly just hold on sec in truth the Sunday morning turd goes through its movements from flying to slapping, clapping and then papping of course these kinds of things happen and in the case of feces we are fortunate to find that within ten days or so the very mass of it will have been converted into fertile soil maybe even for some poor old soul hungrily from it will pull forth causing for green stems and things to grow now, now, enough, perhaps, of the banter coming back to the point some things are worse than excrement like bad arguments full of things begging the point making some bland general appeals swimming in self-contradictions, of course and so you see i am verily as well full of excrement mostly some of my own some of me but i try to give you a good argument about what excrement is and even though it is a pity that the excrement this time did not land on the lawn of some fortunate man on a Saturday morning while the weekend was still in full bloom while a man could have his Saturday and by being angry about dog poo spend it fuming about fucking neighbors and their loud noises their pointy noses and their platonic water hoses nah for you see in essence i did not want to quite tell you very much so of excrement and so oh no no it is a portrayal of the reverie in the show fuming or not about this and that and when you look at it for long enough that mightiness verily steaming away until so dry and cracked it steams no more on a Sunday pavement where its life then finally ebbs away at least that piece of excrement made some solid argument painted you a picture of something real and tangible it did not beg the point so that it could be some other day or on a lawn it was honest just there where it went pap to lay worse than excrement best build a better argument
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CuldeSac
What are words without understanding and what is understanding without sense?
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