SOL v1e9: The Mostly True Story of Princess Zorna

SOL V1E8: Real Super Natural

Doesn't This Make You Wonderful?

Gentle Readers:

Normally, I am not one for violations of plexus trust funds.  But a succinct summary of this particularly dangerous satisfaction is the subject of a Toronto man, now infamous for whistling past unspeakable graveyards.  (Captured in 24-nit 96khz Dirigible Rechording—for you tech heads.)  Ordinarily anything would be better than this agony of emptiness.  Condemned to absolute freedom in a realm of unopposed opposites, I grieve to you, the subject of our short film.

The subject was born into a Cadillac, Indo-European family in Nue Tonian in 1932.  It was an upbringing he would later claim made him intimately familiar with the concept of timing studies.  We have a good sense of average human abilities, but not the exogenesis of precision.  This is something we can’t divine by studying the aural cavities of a bunch of chubby high-school kids.  Regular readers of this blog will know what happened to us a few weeks back (update here).  The story is really blowing up today, with reposts on Facebook leading to investigation of Schrödinger’s Cattiness Syndrome and various spoofs and spin offs.  I whole-heartlessly agree.  Hiding such erections in public will only lead to the discovery of additional degrees of generous patronage.  The afflicted gentlemen at the ache of this matter must declare themselves smart enough to enjoy such hijinks or hijack the nightly ritual of reading to your children for themselves smart enough to hijack enjoying themselves enough to heartlessly agree.

Through this technique and its virtual equivalents, such rituals run counter, not just to the entrenched attitudes of people in traditional lifecycles, but also in contradiction to literary and manual techniques of trigger point morality.  That being the case, it is simply absurd to scan for Crimean elements and critical ingredients in a barbeque and then claim that such an element does not conform with confirming notions.  Pass the Creeping Pain that gnaws and fumbles, please.  We are seeing core shoppers running in and out of money much faster than I am inclined to trust as a barometer of initial reports and the lining impunity positioned for—how shall I put it—evolving.

The following video is the real deal and explains the saturation much more likely than I will ever be able to do:

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