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3:36am and all is not well
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Well its raining now. After a sunny day and a rain warning I didnt take lightly on the news this morning it has begun to piss down.<br>
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Well rain then! Lets see you sky, you'll have to do better than that. After all I am ensconsed in a small, warm room deep in the middle of this house. A bunker if you will, or a silo if I had any large explosives.<br>
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Bah! This is the not the night for explosives, a curiously sober Tuesday. Particulary since the twitchy, bull-dyke neighbours left a hand written note in the letterbox asking for loud noises to cease. The twisted piece of prose forced upon us by these rat faced manhating woman is a photocopied page from some kind of illustrated childrens book.<br>
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Or at least, so it would seem.<br>
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In the backgound a group of young woman in what looks like school uniform are strolling around a field, pointing at birds and the like. While in the foreground a woman is leaning over, seemingly creeping, into the ear of another woman.<br>
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The caption reads "A VOICE BEHIND HER MADE MARION LOOK AROUND QUICKLY"<br>
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Hmmmmm Marion has a rather direct look upon her face while the woman whispering in her ear seems hesitant.<br>
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I have spent hours wondering over the significance of this scene. The neighbours are straight up weird folk. 6 dykes all living in the same house while gay man lives in the shed (I'm almost sure of this however catching sight of him is rare) out back. Hence this picture could have all types of repercussions and hidden meanings. Even looking at now, propped up on a chair in front of me,<br> seeing the ink from the nasty hatred scrawled on the reverse side seep through causing their foul words to run backwards (ssa skcus, ycneced, naibsel, mp11) I'm aghast as to answers of this riddle they have presented me.<br>
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I presented a far more proizaic response. Sorry I was loud. It was late. I would be impatient also. Sure, I do lack essential human decency. I am a filty hetro-male.<br>
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No explosives or loud crashes tonight.<br>
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No more thowing flash grenades into bedrooms and waking the terrifed occupant with full body cladding and a sub machine gun.<br>
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No more playing "S.W.A.T. TEAM" or "SPECIAL OPS." in the backyard under the cover of darkness with only full moon to point out the hidden terroists hiding amongst the flax bushes and dandelions.<br>
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It has stopped raining. The Viet Cong will be making their offensive soon.<br>
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Never mind however, it is getting late and I feel tired. I am content to sit here writing any old garbage that springs to mind.<br> Which I think I am doing an admirable job of doing.<br>
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I better start moving along with this though, staring dim-wittedly at the screen with the mind wandering in tangents between figuring out a short I need to write and remembering that Sharon Tate was murdered by the Mason family on this day in 1969. Mason was accepted into the Death Row Academia in 1971 while Polanski faced rape in 1977 before fleeing the country. As of yet to face extradition by the authorites. I doubt anyone even cares as long as he keeps making good movies. Perhaps a movie on his wifes murder?<br>
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A grisly task mind you. I wonder if anyone, in the height poor taste or misconstrued comradery, has ever suggested this to Polanski?
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The rain has stopped again.<br>
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As well as my typing.<br>
 
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Revision as of 05:09, 10 April 2009

Well its raining now. After a sunny day and a rain warning I didnt take lightly on the news this morning it has begun to piss down.
Well rain then! Lets see you sky, you'll have to do better than that. After all I am ensconsed in a small, warm room deep in the middle of this house. A bunker if you will, or a silo if I had any large explosives.
Bah! This is the not the night for explosives, a curiously sober Tuesday. Particulary since the twitchy, bull-dyke neighbours left a hand written note in the letterbox asking for loud noises to cease. The twisted piece of prose forced upon us by these rat faced manhating woman is a photocopied page from some kind of illustrated childrens book.
Or at least, so it would seem.
In the backgound a group of young woman in what looks like school uniform are strolling around a field, pointing at birds and the like. While in the foreground a woman is leaning over, seemingly creeping, into the ear of another woman.
The caption reads "A VOICE BEHIND HER MADE MARION LOOK AROUND QUICKLY"
Hmmmmm Marion has a rather direct look upon her face while the woman whispering in her ear seems hesitant.
I have spent hours wondering over the significance of this scene. The neighbours are straight up weird folk. 6 dykes all living in the same house while gay man lives in the shed (I'm almost sure of this however catching sight of him is rare) out back. Hence this picture could have all types of repercussions and hidden meanings. Even looking at now, propped up on a chair in front of me,
seeing the ink from the nasty hatred scrawled on the reverse side seep through causing their foul words to run backwards (ssa skcus, ycneced, naibsel, mp11) I'm aghast as to answers of this riddle they have presented me.
I presented a far more proizaic response. Sorry I was loud. It was late. I would be impatient also. Sure, I do lack essential human decency. I am a filty hetro-male.
No explosives or loud crashes tonight.
No more thowing flash grenades into bedrooms and waking the terrifed occupant with full body cladding and a sub machine gun.
No more playing "S.W.A.T. TEAM" or "SPECIAL OPS." in the backyard under the cover of darkness with only full moon to point out the hidden terroists hiding amongst the flax bushes and dandelions.
It has stopped raining. The Viet Cong will be making their offensive soon.
Never mind however, it is getting late and I feel tired. I am content to sit here writing any old garbage that springs to mind.
Which I think I am doing an admirable job of doing.
I better start moving along with this though, staring dim-wittedly at the screen with the mind wandering in tangents between figuring out a short I need to write and remembering that Sharon Tate was murdered by the Mason family on this day in 1969. Mason was accepted into the Death Row Academia in 1971 while Polanski faced rape in 1977 before fleeing the country. As of yet to face extradition by the authorites. I doubt anyone even cares as long as he keeps making good movies. Perhaps a movie on his wifes murder?
A grisly task mind you. I wonder if anyone, in the height poor taste or misconstrued comradery, has ever suggested this to Polanski?

The rain has stopped again.

As well as my typing.

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