Post by account_disabled on Mar 6, 2024 5:08:55 GMT -5
Crap! I can't be conventional with you. That is, with you I must be something else, beyond everything that the reader's mind can conceive, because you are also something unusual, beyond what serious men are. Writing about you does not need to preserve ethics, because you know it, I know it, the whole world knows it; you take the ethics of others as weakness. With you I must be simply merciless. I have to lay you down on my desk, take off your kneecaps and red stockings, and while I ask the right questions, exactly the ones that make you mad, break a finger, two, three, while the merciless questions to repeat them incessantly, until you give in, break in two.
Krrau! You said it at the top; you are not an Cambodia Telegram Number Data ordinary person, you do not even have a type, a strain, a race, a gene. You are completely different from all those born into this world, probably the only one of your kind on the planet. From that point of view, I should probably feel a little sorry for having you sprawled out on my desk tonight while you groan in pain. Yes, tonight I will be your executioner, judge, prosecutor, guard, security officer. You're my alien tonight, and I'm going to pull out from the bottom of your stomach the reason why you're among us. Read also: No Content Available Krrau! Without further ado, tell me why you came to Tirana when Fatos Nano called you? Did you like the idea? You could go on painting in Paris and walking around naked like your mother made you, even to the Arc de Triomphe, and the curmudgeon wouldn't think of you.
You could become a Human Installation, tall and lanky, an organic sculpture of flesh and bone, just as you did with your bunker that you covered with scraps of poor animal flesh. Pervert. Why didn't you continue down that path, since it had so much promise? Huh, you're hard to deal with. What did you say? Are you saying that you came to "make Albania", for the poor thing that has not been done for 25 or so years?! Was that your intention? No, my friend, go tell those tales to Blend Fevziu, not to me. You can say them in your ERTV, you can write them in the Financial Times, but these do not work with me.
Krrau! You said it at the top; you are not an Cambodia Telegram Number Data ordinary person, you do not even have a type, a strain, a race, a gene. You are completely different from all those born into this world, probably the only one of your kind on the planet. From that point of view, I should probably feel a little sorry for having you sprawled out on my desk tonight while you groan in pain. Yes, tonight I will be your executioner, judge, prosecutor, guard, security officer. You're my alien tonight, and I'm going to pull out from the bottom of your stomach the reason why you're among us. Read also: No Content Available Krrau! Without further ado, tell me why you came to Tirana when Fatos Nano called you? Did you like the idea? You could go on painting in Paris and walking around naked like your mother made you, even to the Arc de Triomphe, and the curmudgeon wouldn't think of you.
You could become a Human Installation, tall and lanky, an organic sculpture of flesh and bone, just as you did with your bunker that you covered with scraps of poor animal flesh. Pervert. Why didn't you continue down that path, since it had so much promise? Huh, you're hard to deal with. What did you say? Are you saying that you came to "make Albania", for the poor thing that has not been done for 25 or so years?! Was that your intention? No, my friend, go tell those tales to Blend Fevziu, not to me. You can say them in your ERTV, you can write them in the Financial Times, but these do not work with me.