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If your nose is like Michael Jackson the living skin-cartiledge and bacteria may be both confused by the astringent-alcohol and both may die, causing the nose to be like THE JUDGE of VALKENVANIA in the Chevy Chase film NOTHING BUT TROUBLE. For true beauty. True beauty is in the nose! If you can source THE JUDGE'S nose or a photo of him, please post it here.
Pretty, white pearl movie star teeth MEAN you are pretty. Ugly teeth MEAN you are not.
Pretty people like MOVIE STARS have pretty flaxen sheen shiny hair. Ugly people have dry hair like straw.
Pretty people have matching clothes like movie stars and they sit in the reataurant lounge-loggia listening to the presentation by Miles Larry on polishing silver tea sets. Ugly people take Silly Putty and mash it over a comic book page to create an image like themself called SEAN GOOGLY. Some Comet, some Tide, some Gain.
If you have anybody in your family named RIGDON, CHANCE or PRICE. Then you caint be on the team.
Gauze does not help.
Many people do not have real fashion taste. Say it again FASHION TASTE. Fashion Taste means they KNOW what they are doing when buying attire. Lack of understanding of FASHION TASTE means you are not HOWELL. This means you are GILLIGAN or SKIPPER. Or maybe Marianne in those country looking cut off shorts. The Professor just wears standard academia so he does not count. Ginger is a MOVIE STAR. She only had one outfit on the island so she cannot be judged either. Fashion TASTE is not for everyone. Some people are just best remaining their TACKY SELF. They are TACKY. Not FASHION. Noooo. Noooo. Knnnnnnnnnew. (*Knnnnnnew is the Andy Griffith way of exaggerating the word NO.) Also veins are a sign of two things. Old age or you are a body builder like ARRRRRNOLDT Blancowasp.
I had a friend when I was a kid whose parents were working in the family business owned by the grand dad. My friend had everything he wanted. He seldom finished school work and he had micro cursive hand writing. He knew how to speak correctly but he purposely mispronunced words in ways he thought made them sound better to say. That is what he said. Example. Boa Constrictor he called BOA TON STRIT TURE. The Exaust Pipe he called THUH DIZAUST PITE. He is almost fifty now. I was told he just wants UH WOE MUN THAT UH LUV HIM. He is divorced. Has no kids. When we were kids he went all summer with no shoes on TOUGHENING UP HIS FEET he called it. He also wore poorly fit shows and his big toes were crooked. He had unkempt toenails with dirt under the nails. He purposely walked like an old man that had just gotten up stumbling around preparing coffee. Like John Wayne would look doing that. He said he walked like that because it LOOKED COOL. He also pretended to chew gum because he thought that made him look cool too. In high school his mom would drop him off in front of the school but he'd have her pull the car down several hundred feet from the other kids. He'd get out like John Wayne. Adjusting his big stack of books and papers like he was making sure he had not lost important homework. Then chewing on his invisible gum he'd do the walk toward the group of other kids. If someone spoke to him across the way he'd quickly give a jerk to his head jutting his chin at them in response like saying I AM RESPONDEDING TO YOU IN MY WAY. Someone who works around him every day says he still walks and acts like that and HAS SOME MESSED UP FEET. Remember what my friend said. I ONLY WANT SOMEONE WHO WILL LUV ME.
When women get old. Entering old age the flesh of their ear lobes gets real thick. For some reason everyone sees this and when they see this it is like a force field of old ageness is eminate-ting from the ear lobe thick meat. The two thick meat ear lobes makes everyone look at them noticing every other MARK OF AGE. The ear lobes cause it. Everyone can see all the age related flaws. Like a real estate expert noticing every detail about a house. Very similar to an over made up woman who rather than concealing physical beauty flaws highlights them with the make up and attire PATCH JOB. Like a house sitting on the market for years unsold, the thick ear lobe meat is like MUZAK it is all over the place. The tired old tunes playing sad old songs poorly from days gone by. Memories of a past with no value or importance except to the muzak creator. Like tears lost in rain souls are a lot like that. An old delapidated house. Leaky pipes. Wobbly crumbly foundation. Smelly basement. The roof thinning of shingles. All along the house does not know that if PLASTIC SURGERY corrected only the ear lobes YOUTH AND RADIANT BEAUTY WOULD INSTANTLY REAPPEAR. Marilyn Manson did this to his ear lobes and he INSTANTLY looked young and fabulous to all the Dita Von Teeses and other various MROOVIE SCARS. Google about Marilyn Manson's ear lobes. Decrepitude is dished out and fed to the entire body by the ear lobes. *If you believe this and touched your own ear lobes while you read it then you should sing the song that goes, YOU'RE SO VAIN, I BET YOU THINK THIS SONG IS ABOUT YOU! No this is not about you. It is just a story. If you would focus on working forty hours a week like a hard working adult and get a job then you might be a REAL GROWN UP. If you can do everything else in life but work a job forty hours a week then you are NOT A REAL GROWN UP. Only people with forty hour a week jobs are REAL GROWN UPS. No, no, no, no, no. Carrying around business cards and passing them out saying you OWN A BUSINESS does not count. For that to count you must EMPLOY at least one worker forty hours a week and meet their PAY ROLL. The business card alone is just an extension of when you were three years old and in pre school HOUSE KEEPING they had some toy credit cards and plastic coins. Every once in a while saying DON'T PUT THE COINS IN YOUR MOUTH YOU MIGHT GET CHOKED. See. Only the man pushing that mop on the night shift at Burger Fink working forty hours a week is a REAL GROWN UP. To be a REAL GROWN UP you must work FORTY HOURS A WEEK for a company. All people who do not work forty hours a week are flibitty jibitty. If you have any questions about how to LIVE HOWELL then read the Newsletter or ask Thompson. The Newsletter's critic-consultant Thompson makes sure that the newsletter retains a Howell level of HOWELL. For to BE HOWELL all HOWELL must understand HOWELL. If you are not HOWELL. You are a lazy, silly brat person thingy time warp relic stuck back in el-ih-min-tary skoo.
Acid Rock singer Mytuhl Jatstun's nose should be an inspiration to us all. To feel those surgeries to correct oneself into a chiseled Kirk Douglas is fabulous. Of all the hippy era singers acid rock star Myteal Jahtstun is the most courageous. Perhaps we should take the surgeries further and create MINIMALIST ART from our entire heads. Maybe one eye in the middle of the brow ridge to symbolize a SINGLE CREATIVE VISION. Plastic surgery often is the future of art! Art is now made FLESH! ART LIVES! Women should create BARBIE FEET. All the toe bones pinned together to fold and bend in unison and the toenails removed to form a sold one piece foot of diminutive scale smooth like that of a Barbie doll. Toenails are hideous! At birth people should have toenails removed. They are not necessary and they only breed fungus and bacteria. People, write in your thoughts on the removal of toenails and have the top of the foot look smooth like the bottom of the foot.
Indeed. Women's feet must be reshaped to remove the offending toenails, the throw back to the days of animals. The foot must be refined to be shapeley and utilitarian as a lesbian love making G-Spot manipulting appendage. Lipstick lesbian frolic is a religious act which creates not a god evocation but a GODDESS. For two women making love is the highest salute of all GENUFLECTIONS TO LOVE. If you are a woman induldge your FLUFF by tasting all the cookie candy treats of the lesbian copulative act. For it is the other word for nirvana, HEAV-EN! HHHHEAVEN! And after all a firm slap to the De Sade is the only true Hail Mary! For a true worship service is not complete without snail trails.
Ray rabbits are stupid. Stupid stupid stupid. Nothing original or good about a ray rabbit. Nobody wants to look at a ray rabbit. Not even ray. Its like ray took a big shit on the floor and then all the loser sychophant wannabe nothings came crawling up and started picking the pieces of corn and pine straw out of his shit.
Red tahtool dye ink. Women should use red tahtool dye or lime green. Then they could look like a devil or the witch in the WIZARD OF OZ. This would add beauty to women. If they had red or green skin.
Only Peggy Guggenheim is a real artist woman because she makes over $300,000 dolallarsers a year because only peggy Guggenheim artist womans have pretty hair like Peggy Guggenheim.
Look at your hands. Both sides. Are those the hands of a real artist? Nnnnnnnnnnnno. Why? Because YOU have no talent. Therefore YOU are not a real artist.
Women are not artists! Women are not ARTISKS! There hands are for changing diapers and cleaning. No, No. No. Women can not hum either. Just laundering diapers.
Diapers! Diapers! Diapers!Women! Women! Women!Not! Not! Not!ARTISKS!
Don't tune in.Don't turn on.JUST DROP OUT!FUCK THE SYSTEM!
The beautiful thing is in two hundred years not one mother fucker on earth today shall be on earth. There is no heaven. There is no hell. Just a bunch of cocksucking mother fucking god damn sons of bitches trying to fuck over the next god damn mother fucker standing next to them. Humanity is excrement.
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