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Off kilter

Off kilter Yup I sobered up despite expressing regular (unleaded and unlettered) urge to shtup expunged courtesy system of a down with shuga (mush) and everything nice. The following crafted some time ago, when empty nest syndrome pulled me psyche taut analogous to an outstretched bow yet the shadow of mine eldest of two adult charming progeny, would be aghast and crow against her papa posting erotica elucidating, jumpstarting, parading adventures of his sorry excuse for ***** cuz he (yours truly) nearly wrecked marriage cavorting, gallivanting, lapping residual womanly exudations analogous to volcanic Earthflow witnessing (at mere auto suggestion of Barenaked ladies bliss, albeit short lived), how agnst riddled Pepé Le Pew (mine) did bulge, expand and grow a measly wienerschnitzel inducing Jolly Green Giant to guffaw with a hearty ho... ho... ho. Ever since deux darling daughters dearly departed dada for distant horizons where unknown opportunities beckon, mine emotional state like a sinusoidal wave doth veer above n below this imaginary cerebral Maginot/Mason Dixon line me bit size uber Uighur village people segregated to a patch of sterile ground invisible fenced in o’er there essentially the analogy (if vague) constitutes a figurative dichotomy of selves mind canst share without psychological tectonic shifts that evoke me to drift within the continent of Matthew rare lee ever able, eager n ready to allow, enable n provide peace of mind – which doth seem ***** yet to the outside observer no evident of me self experiencing wrenching disequilibrium hup pear while inside this har noggin o mine near collisions sans microscopic airplanes at mine O’hare interleaved gray matter reactivate an out of control maelstrom evidencing as panic attack near thine thinking plain tarmac expressions per empty nest syndrome akin to a foal seeking his/her mare occasioning this papa to take comfort in ma man cave lair cause feeling discombobulated would invite lookers on to jeer helter skelter mental state zigzags defying prediction from Kare 11 (Owned by Tegna Inc., the station maintains studios on Olson Memorial Highway in Golden Valley and a transmitter at the Telefarm site in Shoreview, Minnesota station – google if ya hear doubt firing inside yar own wheels, cogs and functioning gear) though that philosophical strand goes off track sans this flair up of internal distress – natural after shocks whence e’er beguiling, charming, doting, entertaining temptations (within the fifth dimension) to dare their nubile bodies to bump up against (figuratively) clear indications of autonomy, dichotomy, globally nascent blare ring femininity, levity, reproductively… within the eth air.

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