pseudointellectualism direct from the ghettos of "Walden."

what do you do when pseudo must become quasi but limits are the true oppression of the layman… real freedom untenable. merely a desire and never an “is”.

-ummi

you see the name of the site. as far as my public domain artificial intelligence. personally put together textiles, (that’s not work you say and you may speak true.) however, i try to cater to my betters and their disposable income. i see these guys on youtube getting these exorbitant tips for their incredible “content,” and i figured i’d try and present you with something tangible. i still keep my peers in mind, but do you really want to buy a sweatshirt off of a dude who can’t even sew and swears he’s deep? i’ll let you call that one. my favorite logo is a little bit of a riddle… i’ll leave that for you to figure out though. i’ve ordered a few samples for myself, everything is soft and for that complaint @spring will refund you. as for change of mind they won’t. I’m talking all this crap because, for me, if it isn’t ROSS dress for less it’s something off that page so i’m going to try to convince you i make the best sweatshirts in the world. i gave you the keys to the kingdom, read the blog if you want, and have at it.

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my little “munny” limerick.

There was a straight man with a beard
Who said; “It is just as I feared!”
Two thots and a hen,
I.R.S. in my den.
“Lord ’em God I should have been queer!”

i did a little “mad libs” action right there… i’m not into fifties poetry. remember scholastic books from back when they came in and everybody was acting like Dwayne “the rock” Johnson himself was in the building? remember choose your own adventure? oregon trail? where in the world is carmen santiago? anyway back to brass tacks shall we. the reason why joe biden was destroying the economy, either by himself as executive chief or hiding behind the policy “human shield” which was Mr. Barack Hussein Obama.” (write the whole thing.) this can be explained in a few sentences and exposed with some light reading. i’m referring to the first book that ex. president obama wrote, an autobiography entitled dreams from my father and just so you know mr. shannon sharpe… cause i ain’t fiddin’ to call a negro that huge and that good at american football that they forced to purchase a pomeranian “shay shay.” go’on wit your little bitch dog. just so you know though, as we all do in our personal ways, he paid the price. his father died in his late teens, early twenties in a car crash and all that. moving on it’s in the book, which i didn’t finish, probably for some of the same reasons that one in 30 american children is diagnosed with some form of autism these days. i have never seen a “if looks could kill” dude on staff as a politician that dripped awkward and vindictive at the same time and didn’t know it, but that’s mr. trump’s problem. if i’m going to collect enough of my scrambled thoughts to read your autobiography, i prefer for it to be your first jaunt. i want you green, fresh, and candid, and that’s why. with our history in this country, in the words of one of my favorite hip hop artists… “movement in any direction is considered to be progression.” we’ll take it, it was a wonderful eight years. however, can you believe that when the cabinet was holding those ad hoc meetings in the oval office that Mr. Obama was instructed to stand outside (at least i believe that’s where these policy meetings are held and i also believe that’s who holds them, give me a break this is a rant.) and despite being the president, probably after a newport… because i believe this was before he had kicked the habit… asked for his opinion after the meeting had concluded. would you believe that the proposal to stop the great millennial recession was to stress test the federal banking systems ability to handle critical monetary conditions that would probably straight kill lesser economic markets? look up lebanon. our problem was this… our executive branch had become so lax and complacent in our policy making that no one seemed to realize that, in the cusp of all that fiscal strength and with the resurgence of the economy and that deceptive mathematics which we call the jobs report that one way or another… even with the introduction of that financial GFT crypto, that our trade partners wouldn’t be able to afford to trade with us and that supersized assed dollar that they all stick their collective chests out about. hell we can’t even afford to pay ourselves, how’s your college tuition loan looking mama? valuing and devaluing our currency because our trade partners can’t afford to pay us, not a good look… but cop those 250 dollar air jordans it’s the american way. i was thinking about Angel Reese but your girl Sha’carri is like 5 foot even and they come in girl’s sizes… you know where i’m going with this miss… working with what you work with whether you get injured or not… do you have any idea how hard you represented in paris? plus you had a legitimate reason to be there. that’s that round the way dream miss. i’ve seen 14’s but i’ve never seen purple 14’s that change color… and i don’t even be on that jordan… not jordan, i can cop those at ross on a good day if i want to play myself. that air jordan tip. cats swear up and down i’m in hell and here and there i have things in my reality that don’t actually exists, even though the molds are probably made in japan or china i seriously doubt it’s that deep but if the arguable G.O.A.T. with his six rings ostensibly sends you a pair but your afraid of the devil and have never seen a pair of jordans that change color in your life… when they show up on your doorstep, throw them out. it’s not fair to me, we all agree… but i’m not talking this “live forever” craziness or anything like that i’m just telling you at times my reality, fact being i’m in the country ‘burbs gets extremely weird. i will swear i’m more important than i am fact being my pops is from north carolina and my mom’s is from south carolina, but you and your plus ones enjoy if it is the way i swear it is. but on the real, daughter you’re proud of or not… to hear Kobe tell it, unless he feels like it, nobody is telling that man to do anything.