An Unrepentant Stalin
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| The dough-bellied protaganist of [[Stimes Addisson's]] 1932 play ''Lascaux Fitted'' the unrepentant Stalin moved through historical vignettes with such speed and expert acrobatic, the calories expended drove the actor commissioned for the role into bear-like soily graves, auto-graphed nearly for all by season's end. A trophy was devised by comrades, levied about through appropriate jittery-bill flu, eventually, we have loved each other, dreadfully. And here we arrive. There is not kidding about, no savage ball-bombs. Is that your immense poetry I see before me -- or, by proxy, do you agree with meeting us all? | The dough-bellied protaganist of [[Stimes Addisson's]] 1932 play ''Lascaux Fitted'' the unrepentant Stalin moved through historical vignettes with such speed and expert acrobatic, the calories expended drove the actor commissioned for the role into bear-like soily graves, auto-graphed nearly for all by season's end. A trophy was devised by comrades, levied about through appropriate jittery-bill flu, eventually, we have loved each other, dreadfully. And here we arrive. There is not kidding about, no savage ball-bombs. Is that your immense poetry I see before me -- or, by proxy, do you agree with meeting us all? | ||
| - | So went the first steps of the little girl, pig-tails agape. She shrugged. After shrugging, she resumed her prior demenaor. Camera fucking One. | + | So went the first steps of the little girl, pig-tails agape. She shrugged. After shrugging, she resumed her prior demenaor. Camera ''fucking'' One. |
Revision as of 09:19, 30 Jul 2005
The dough-bellied protaganist of Stimes Addisson's 1932 play Lascaux Fitted the unrepentant Stalin moved through historical vignettes with such speed and expert acrobatic, the calories expended drove the actor commissioned for the role into bear-like soily graves, auto-graphed nearly for all by season's end. A trophy was devised by comrades, levied about through appropriate jittery-bill flu, eventually, we have loved each other, dreadfully. And here we arrive. There is not kidding about, no savage ball-bombs. Is that your immense poetry I see before me -- or, by proxy, do you agree with meeting us all?
So went the first steps of the little girl, pig-tails agape. She shrugged. After shrugging, she resumed her prior demenaor. Camera fucking One.
Extrapolation
Dave Payne and Steve Adkins clearly delineate a kind of Maginot. We, the Germans, are on the other side, getting classical. The yage yonder, however, composed of shirt-skins, tend to feel their way around the root. Plasticine porters indeed!
