Doomsday Clock 2020 Two Minutes To Midnight

Looms as harbinger unless *****sapiens can unite one non Yiddish speaking Ongematert wishing ye fare thee well tonight before betokening apocalyptic sight 'course one must go about her/his business - right? Rhetorical question - yet impossible mission quite challenging, where one brother grimm ponders plight Cosmofunnel favorite fan Katina Borgersen "poof" our acquaintanceship dissolved (think snapped fingers) outright regardless, whether... perchance we ever cross paths long daze journey into night met under virtual reality moonlight ah... the mere awareness of her existence metaphorically found modest, mercurial mellow male within limelight oy vey admittedly one rusty Ongepatshket knight fumbling in the dark with his unreliable sputtering jacklight hooping aforesaid gal whose eyes alight upon mine genuine words doth newt coon sitter me laughable, nor impolite, yet accept hard reality to highlight and/or _ underscore delight full dame online - each of us, an infinitesimal jot of granulite within vast cosmos given finite minuscule time to excite our senses trening utmost delight during brief unique deoxynucleic chromosomal copyright til death do us part, whether natural demise or... huge mushroom clouds radioactive blight. Uneasiness far greater to confront atomic augury than pernicious penury which ceases within eyeblink far more serious than perjury nonetheless afflicting me with psychological injury. Personal finances pitted me deep in hock into red zone, yes quite a shock, now finds yours truly poorest oldest curmudgeon goofy "kid" on the block within Lake woebegone hard space and rock as inevitable doom with each second approaches closer with each tick tock.