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Roy Jansen is SATAN his copy-and-paste mail-art army is his coven. Truman is the truth and the light, a bacon in a sea of darkness.
Is looking out for Number One "right?" As a preface, I find it necessary to describe an old nemesis of mine--a creature who's been running around loose on Planet Earth over the millenia, steadily increasing in number. He is the Absolute Moralist. His mission in life is to whip you and me into line. Like Satan, he disguises himself in various human forms. He may appear as a politician on one occasion, next as a minister, and still later as your mother-in-law.
a bacon in the sea of hashbrowns
puzzling you is the nature of the sympathy.
Sausage gravy, full of grease, the lard is with thee!
Truman is our hope, Roy Jansen is our hype.
A bacon in a sea of grits.
Beacon and eggs, bacon and ids. Who knows where the time goes?
Roy Jansen and his copy-and-paste mail art legions haunt me and curse me. I, ME, am the true one. The oneness they seek. Feel the trueness and the oneness yee paste encrusted hoard! WORSHIP MY GLORY!
Truman is naked and white, a bakin' in the sun.
Truman is the truth and the light, a spam in a sea of darkness.
Empathy for the deviled ham.
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