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August 7, 2007

Buttons and Flutes | # | Joy — call2arms @ 7:31 pm

It’s ridiculous, its unfair, it just ain’t right, how easy it is to push folks buttons. I wouldn’t let someone know I’d read and became upset by their words- not even in an attempt to “call them out.”

I should become a flute player because I just played a certain aspiring yet elderly film maker like a FLUTE!! The one that controls your emotions controls YOU!!

I hope she makes her films in the backwoods of wherever, because if she could jump into my obvious snare with both eyes open, she won’t have a chance of making it in a city with a population over 10.

HA HA HA!!

So simple, far too simple. The simpleness of the conquest actually deprived me of some of the pleasure. I require a worthy opponent. Everybody ain’t hood, some of them are country. She certainly ain’t no Southern Belle. Whether she is ghettohood or ghetto country the reaction will be the same.

Let the games began while I grab my strings. The strings I use to control the moves of my puppet.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!

P.S. White folks are mushy (press your finger in their arm and watch it leave a mark) and while I don’t have the stomach to look at one, I’m sure a white mans penis is pink.

 

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