Tuesday, September 23, 2008

THIS WEKE: THE GOSPELL AKORDING TO THE DOLL

THIS WEKE: THE GOSPELL AKORDING TO THE DOLL
on okasion the up aboves pause to wonder at the trajektory of the GRATE MUSE and unrekwited OBJEKT OF FUCKERY, yours truly ms dollface the KAT.
now it is a modern spell is it not i mene ther is nevver a qiet moment for the star krost twiglet bomshel perhaps i did something teribel in a past life i do certainly hav the hair for it
this weke howefer hav surpast even KATS ushual standads of katastrofer AS YOU WIL SEE
firstley she apere around evry dark corner smoking and doing all sorts of powdery drugs going YAR BOO i like drugs LET ME LIVE wots this streetpost doing here hav i gon MENTAL?
i the doll is sorely confused as to wot events i mene i hav grate LUVS for all things fun xpecally the BROUN and abit of the WITE to wake you up in the morning times hem hem and thrice hem
howefer KLOSER XAMINASION revele the truth the wobely from late last yere is the doing of the dredful parasitik wede cool sniveling snake the breez pore me he sa stone me i sa an so it goes. he then advise m,e to play anover brefe voluntary note on the GLASS TROMBONE an tel secerets to the one purrson you shuld really think twice about teling secerets to
one hopes the dredful winjing roter got a good few bob for betraying the luverley hem hem sweeter than SUGAR hem hem grashious most hem ewer in the world in space
this bring us to the SEKOND devvelopment in the kontinueing SOPE OPERA that is kats life.
TO WIT: the pathetic breez hav been appointed to the high CORT of the skies as one of the two having kept a steady cash FLOW. if caught doing anyfing BAD they wil surely punish him thus;
'...10000000 years in the CHOKEY take him awa from her i onley wish libberal do gooders hav not robbed her of the ULTIMET SANKTION the city hav known of you for awhile nd i shuold fondley wish to see him pump his nockers and singe a song of sixpence...'
but it is all in VANE as the wimpering COOL BREEZE is being draged away the doll will howl in the tradisional maner and her eyes will meet his akross the way O DARLING DOLL KAN YOU EVER LUV A ROTTER LIKE ME they seem to say xept one eye is looking at her and the other is looking for her and she's no CHARM herself she had a small 'LIVENER' seek disco dust on the way and she is totally QATER TO THREE but he peresevers
now with a hevy HART the doll lowers her eyes and turn away...

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