Well atleast i hear trimming when my phone rings.

I don’t keep it on silence any more it’s to easy to get mad but i got a nice ring tone and i can tell a robo call when i get one even if you hire a hooker(or voice actor perhaps the neo cons are that highbrow lets not hold our breath yeah it was that agency surprise pieer(why won’t this honkycentric spell checker do french names) poutine and the king of Nigeria weren’t phoning lol) to record the voice. that and shit my number ain’t changed since you got it. So off i go for another walk it will be fun

Editing note I did get a robo call they are kinda triggery cause i rarely get phone calls because of walking on egg shells syndrome some people develop around me and for the most part i’m ok with that when i’m choked but when i’m happy i do enjoy conversations. And i fully endorse my right to call anyone a giant walking vagina for careing to much sorry women kind it’s just how it comes out by the time i’m annoyed with throwing egg shells on the floor or phone lines. I’m gonna quite editing and go back out its fucking saturday mann fuck one day i’ll have to show this to someone i know speaks good english but for now enjoy the confusing babble as i try to under stand how this grammar thing sorts with out any checker going out for a smoke after i go have a smoke on the hill yeah car ride(note on the editor, he has no liesence probably shouldn’t random brain malfunctions could cause a car accident I’m not down with that and they ain’t killing me any time soon.)

Published by: mitch fourtwenty

I write fiction, do street art, used to paint trains but that's really hard when your old, they just always seemed so dull and NY had better trains then we did with more color so i always liked throwing paint at my trains, I have one main blog which is my idea board which you are probably free to steel from just don't let me catch you with my more professional lawyers, I was depressed at one point in life because people kept pointing out i was different then them thanks, I guess i am, I don't fit in anywhere particular but I'm pretty happy because it seems like instead i fit in everywhere. I occasionally use grape vines to talk at some people, which are slow but un hack-able, I'm also my own medical researcher and a host of other nifty job titles i don't mind doing for myself it makes me happier each day! I am intelligent to the point where i'm hyper curious about things so i tend to ask alot of question about stuff if peole dont piss on me for having the super human ability of curiosity which keeps me learning despite a system that turned its back on me long ago, I still survive and write, one day i might go public but considering I'm probably wanted in my home town and don't even know it because i never got caught i don't often clue people in on who i am on earth, on the inter webs. while i have many masks that may seems scary even to some people I'm genuinely just a man making his community a better place to live for everyone he talks to that ever had a sad story who erased my metal ass face? I liked my metal face?

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