feel me?

like wut am i eeven do-ing? m'scalp ih-ch-ehzzzz. m'ayes r gray-knee, like sand sand and sand. ooooooooooooooooooooooooops. there r may-bee 7 er 8 peeple here so wut can aye say?

there's cheer and then there's cheery and gentlemen in oatmeal colored sweaters, collared dogs in the fountains and dashed, preemptively nostalgic ideas of Europe's platzes, hair up in plaits, not touching the plates, reclaiming the land lost in the refridgerator and doing the herky-jerky in yr bed hoping to maybe sleep thru the night if the heat should let you, living in the infra-black space before you crash into the wall and wut iffen i'm a crawler a night snake a pointy eared pixie not the fairy my mother and daddy hoped for, u kno experimental conditions, the left turn past ultra-violet, ultraviolence, meet me in caracas, i'll put uh rug beneath the sky scrapers and then yank it out from udderneath it and the mushroom clowd that'll follow will be followed by more rug pulling on my behalf and more mushroom clowds and the dust in our throats the kind that gave daddy PTSD and shredded mother's nerves, so mother and daddy were the hobbling kind after that, but like u stole my shampoo and i don't think this movie is that good and she felt uncomfortable at the bar, was it the mixed dancing and i'll leave you alone if you've got a boyfriend and just the usual, you know, and still wishing to pull the rugs from udderneath buildings!

witch iz 2 say, nobuddy sh-ohs uh-puh. we r like rolling r aye-z and nash-in r teef in a em-tee wight rum wit like 6 peeple and like nobuddeez laffing.