Spit shine

oliver my dog
Look, Spot. Look.

It’s a lost art.

Common sense is, too, hard to say these days what any one word in any one mouth may be intended to con vey, oy?

 

Jesus Christ, man, understanding what you say is important,  otherwise it is spam: “harass with solicitation, demand persistently,” — which used to be called importunity and carried the sense of increasing importance by persistence which provoked the virtue of patience in those with ears in poor tune with truth and the plain old meaning of everything.

Evolve is to evolution as revolve is to revolution as involve is to what? It seems important to me, personally, that these two words, loaded, stuffed, with all sorts of contra dictionary terms have spammed me all my life. It is important to find any truth either holds.

Involving me in evolving by vincing me evolving involves getting more and more better by rolling downhill in a cardboard bicycle box, so to speak, but how do those bicycle boxes and washing machine boxes that protect our new blue jeans as we roll down hills without streets evolve?  Rippin’ new blue jeans on Christmas day is sin, for cer tain.

Eeee- Pokemon, lies at the door

The prophet’s words on the subway walls came alive and harmonized with the fiddler famous on Facefood “There will be a generation arize on the land dumber than dirt who pretend to know actually know 802 Pokemons exist, all all must be bested or there is Hell-o Kitty to pay.”

Tabula raza time, momma, its a happening ag’in, ever’ body’s a choosin’ stupid ag’in. We best envolve our superior perience powers.
Calling all Super Annuated heroes yet-to-be, join with me, the kids ain’t gonna be alright. Our longevity-enhanced brains connected to smart phones can kick science built on lies. Former fans of both Heckle and Jeckle and Wiley Coyote, hide not your lamp in shame for your crippled ability to see humor or wisdom in Pokemon. It really is non-sensicle.

Shine on, what you may, say you know, when you know
and no other time. blah blah sometimes all you ever get is a rough draft. That’s life. Shine it all you want.

Were spit shines a dime at the bus station in Phoenix?