DNA and GMO In Plain English. Do Not Alter. God Mode Only.
stellarartwars
Been going through some of the Carter USM and KLF back catalogue and wondered if there’s room for any more, even exploring new depths of hell.
Like Rehab. Rehab’s for quitters, ironic or not. Change bad habits. Like get of methadone and put on clonazapam and promethazine which are just the same smoother outer and sleepers that I was on before. Big Pharma wants to sell the state more expensive drugs, and the state duly bans the real deal plant based ones and blames the immigrants for scrounging off the health service- er- you’ll find immigrants do most of the work in the NHS, from doctors to nurses to perhaps most crucially, janitors. Yet though rehab is hell at first it is a huge opportunity to grow and make amends for our mistakes, such as apologize to those we’ve hurt and learn the manners and respect that are essential in a connected multicultural world where an innocent joke lost in translation could start a nuclear war.
Britain/Ireland and the USA share a language, but it’s not quite the same. A good one is the film Single White Female (SWF in a personal advert over here implies “seeks black man”) , and other stuff is equally amusing. Colloquialisms vary from village to village, and any society bigger than a one in-bred family hamlet is multi-cultural by nature.
Rehab the song is a cool one as the artiste responsible for it certainly isn’t dead (she’s my sister) and our family are always being chucked in there due to stupid family religious/ethnic feuds that really kicked of in England in 1997. We’d rather stay at home listing to Ray Charles. Anyway, a new Carter USM pella here, and it’s going to be revealed with backing music in the secret mixter.
Like Rehab. Rehab’s for quitters, ironic or not. Change bad habits. Like get of methadone and put on clonazapam and promethazine which are just the same smoother outer and sleepers that I was on before. Big Pharma wants to sell the state more expensive drugs, and the state duly bans the real deal plant based ones and blames the immigrants for scrounging off the health service- er- you’ll find immigrants do most of the work in the NHS, from doctors to nurses to perhaps most crucially, janitors. Yet though rehab is hell at first it is a huge opportunity to grow and make amends for our mistakes, such as apologize to those we’ve hurt and learn the manners and respect that are essential in a connected multicultural world where an innocent joke lost in translation could start a nuclear war.
Britain/Ireland and the USA share a language, but it’s not quite the same. A good one is the film Single White Female (SWF in a personal advert over here implies “seeks black man”) , and other stuff is equally amusing. Colloquialisms vary from village to village, and any society bigger than a one in-bred family hamlet is multi-cultural by nature.
Rehab the song is a cool one as the artiste responsible for it certainly isn’t dead (she’s my sister) and our family are always being chucked in there due to stupid family religious/ethnic feuds that really kicked of in England in 1997. We’d rather stay at home listing to Ray Charles. Anyway, a new Carter USM pella here, and it’s going to be revealed with backing music in the secret mixter.