There was an intruder alert last night as there is tonight, he’s gonna try snoring! No, ch is Chinese, did someone forget?!! If you were another person, body double, spirit animal, whatever context it takes to get you to start communicating, in person, ch mother is Dutch, not from Pennsylvania, from Holland, ch father, white or black, still South African, the wild cards are ch brother and ch, ch brother who is Portuguese, a Captain of a ship from about before Columbus, Portuguese, ch is Chinese, your intel has been false, perhaps some peanut butter ice cream, with some gobs of chocolate – you don’t have long leg swatter – something more melty in the mouth, less break of a chunk of chocolate, and ch is still mad at you, you’ve left ch alone and still can’t figure out how to talk to ch in person without your crutches of earpieces – nigger lips!

Thanks for the in-person relationships, ch wouldn’t have liked someone if ch gave them the nick-name, grandpa, something would be wrong, there isn’t something like a pensioners federal holiday in England is there, from when Tolkien was alive, it’s likely the moth, from the lotr books, Gandalf and the moth, to mean, month, a month when England has a holiday that likely businesses are closed and the post is not delivered, month, month, month, his you got to ch in the ninth month, or September, burrr, it’s cold there, sombrero, taco, chow-dah, and this club card is getting usps ridiculous, ch doesn’t know all the holidays in England, thanks for not – oh my God, where’s my fucking money! What the fuck are you waiting for, ch to start hating America so much, none of you are going to get ch anywhere, why is ch so mad at you because you’re correct?! Ugh!