If they were seen to’ve been entering in at the back door of boulevard then they probably needed {{zero time}} to Pardon {{and PerSuade}} Themselves… out.. “and GO R!GHT, please.”
It’s an official talk of the town STORYL!NE how she towed herself thrU~ to you and gained (enough) utter access to the parts of his mind which cannot (be bothered to) find =
“Any other way back to a RamSacKed reality. She’s HIGHLY AKIN TO SKIPPING HER NEEDLE-THIN MEALS ANYWAY and easy on the OK-ISH eye, ACTually, and acting as if: torn asunder enough timesTODAY ++ +
To play” all of the mind games known to any which way we go and GET TO be Men Of Our Own ManIaCAl choosing. We were heavily bruised, brushed aside, distrusted, and battered soon as
“Things went all VOLLEYup in smoke signals AT DAWN actually; that’s been the matter and that’s gonna (have to have) be(en) the hindsight hilarity fact.. OF thE whole m _other f*cK*nG mEaNdEring aforeSAID ManiaCaL matter actually (!)
