Dane Barbados on: Neighbors.
Yes, yes I know that I, Dane Barbados Jr., have been delinquent in my duties and have not updated my story for a spell. I would tell you where I was and what I was doing but you do not deserve such. Sufficed to say that I was unable to write here. You will read now.
I, Dane Barbados Jr., find myself continually in a state of low-level anger at the celebratory nature of your July of the forth. I found myself standing outside of my villa enjoying a fine cigarette when I see, to my left and to my right, that I am beset by hordes of humanity doing the "cooking out."
Who are these people and why must they impugn my space and field of vision so? Did they not know that it was I whom was being distracted? Feh.
Mine eyes saw a small group of small children run up and down a steep incline for enjoyment. They performed this for an hour. Without break. This children are clearly idiots yes?
Loud men consuming their wheat-water. Beer is for the under classed. Naught but the finest vodka for Dane Barbados Jr. The people shall escape my wrath for now. The vengance of Dane Barbados Jr. is often fleeting.
However, I will tell you, if perchance you find yourself with the opportunity to cavort wildly within the locked thighs of Royal European triplets whilst sipping sweetest Chopin from their cleft breasts under the "rocket's red glare" I highly suggest you do.
Dane Barbados Jr. suggests you hold your breath whilst you wait for that fine opportunity.
I, Dane Barbados Jr., find myself continually in a state of low-level anger at the celebratory nature of your July of the forth. I found myself standing outside of my villa enjoying a fine cigarette when I see, to my left and to my right, that I am beset by hordes of humanity doing the "cooking out."
Who are these people and why must they impugn my space and field of vision so? Did they not know that it was I whom was being distracted? Feh.
Mine eyes saw a small group of small children run up and down a steep incline for enjoyment. They performed this for an hour. Without break. This children are clearly idiots yes?
Loud men consuming their wheat-water. Beer is for the under classed. Naught but the finest vodka for Dane Barbados Jr. The people shall escape my wrath for now. The vengance of Dane Barbados Jr. is often fleeting.
However, I will tell you, if perchance you find yourself with the opportunity to cavort wildly within the locked thighs of Royal European triplets whilst sipping sweetest Chopin from their cleft breasts under the "rocket's red glare" I highly suggest you do.
Dane Barbados Jr. suggests you hold your breath whilst you wait for that fine opportunity.
posted by Dane Barbados Jr. at 10:59 PM
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