Captain Kuni Lemel Strikes Again

Captain Kuni-Lemel strikes again (even when iron not hot, but rather cold as ice) Yours truly a day late dollar short dollars to donuts bonafide klutz living testes mint procreative seminal squirt biological reproduction, could never conceive to abort despite countless occasions, I blithely admit characteristics linkedin with being a putz going off rails as a one man train wreck mine impossible mission to avoid NOT running amok imagine bull in a china shop. Pigeon toed, I trip over me own little feet size nine shoe small size for grown man leaving utter disaster in his wake synonymous when havoc strikes chaos theory alive and well ensues when I walk about and dare take even one baby step. Ever since adept with ability to crawl, I ofttimes tumbled down the stairs, but never did shed tears nor bawl e'en when taking nosedive head first did fall out the hatch of airplane splattered, plastered, and matted think suddenly feeling comfortably numb joist another brick in wall nevertheless acquiring stunt man role paid big bucks as *****sapien disguised as Sasquatch (cause unkempt harried styled hair) more times than I can remember fell to Earth minus parachute, which hoop fully explains the incomprehensible drawl earnestly and frankly harkening language once extant within Gaul which reverberated inside hall of mountain (lionized) king. Prior to any madcap misadventure yours truly envisions his clumsiness plays out within my third eye blind hilarious scenario unfolds in slow motion whereby accidental flick of wrist, barely brushes up against flimsy clothes rack (the original motive begetting poem) knee jerk involuntary reaction, kicking obstacle clear across Compton generating comical feedback loop impossible mission to stop blockchain of fateful bitcoin events. Living amidst (amongst) disarray courtesy the missus, whose domestic habits never merit housekeeping seal of approval twenty four/seven pose a hazard to mine existence.