Monday, March 9, 2020

KNEE DEEP IN KAAKAA!

picture it kittens...it's the dawn of the 1300's...the renaissance fair begins
in italy in 1325...MING begins his destructive dynasty in chinatown in 1368...oh and that small pesky lil disease known as the bubonic plaque (known to the simple town folk simply as the black death) would seal the fate of about roughly 25 million (give or take a few mill...i mean come on...they weren't exactly fill'n out governmental issued census cards back then) from 1347 til just about christmas eve 1351 all across europe
thanx in part by those very unsanitary and unkempt relatives of Jerry and Mickey

though i will admit...i was not only fascinated by but highly impressed with 
the doctors Terry Mugler/S&M inspired couture smocks that they would  drape themselves in when fight'n this awfully dreadful disease...the detailed stitch work alone was absolutely impeccable!

thankfully...600 years later by the 1900's...the medical practices were a bit
more advanced and much better equipped to handle and help their fellow man try'na beat their ailments and everyday annoyances...with simple pimple solutions that they made up to the best of their knowledge...well...cuz they could

have'n issues try'na catch'n yer breath while desperately compete'n in 
that 5K run everyone's gonna be enter'n in after the church bizarre? then why not flick yer bic and try some of Dr. Batty's asthma cigarettes to keep all that huff'n and puff'n at bay

gotta high libido and can't seem to keep yer juiced up willy under wraps?
well don't fret my lil minx...cuz thanx to a few treatments of malariotherapy invented by austrian psychiatrist Julius Wagner-Jauregg... 
who earned himself a noble peace prize in 1927 by declare'n malarian riddled mosquitoes helped subside those irritate'n burn'n and itch'n sensations that one might experience after catch'n syphilis from that whore down the street...by induce'n a high fever...with only a 15% mortality rate...(hey...at least the odds gave you a better chance of whore'n it up alot more)

sick of all those tiresome calisthenic classes at the neighborhood gym
that practically would take roughly 4 hrs to get to by horse & buggy...just cuz you decided to have that extra pan of rhubarb crumble...that no amount of bustle'n could ever cover up?...thanx to the tape worm diet...it didn't matter how much junk you wanted to store in yer trunk

don't know how to stop give'n yerself all those painful rug burns cuz you
been sinn'n in yer linen beyond the recommended daily allowance by "choke'n the chicken" or "buff'n the muffin"? NO PROB!
thanx to Dr. John Harvey Kellogg who invented the popular wholesome family of flakes made from good christian corn...those impure thoughts were a thing of the past when you started yer day with a healthy bowl of anti-masturbatory flakes soaked in moo juice and washed em down with a glass of freshly squeezed sanctimonious juice!

and now with the mass hysteria that's revolved around the coronavirus
thru-out the entire planet...no one quite knows exactly what to do with themselves with all the miss information out there...though...if ya ask me...i say if ya ain't got a lime...then i don't want it!
BUTT of course...(insert whatever ya feel the need to here)

leave it to the current mentally deranged lie'n corrupt sack of cheeto 
dusted pig shit to try and calm the masses who sit on their asses...by announce'n to them at his latest insecurely egotistical maga tour...that the WHOLE THING is just a "HOAX" invented by the democrats to ruin his run fer 2020...and that those show'n any kinda symptoms are perfectly fine to get on the bus the next day fer work...lett'n his brain dead lobotomized audience know that he knows way more about the virus than the W.H.O. 
**DISCLAIMER**
in case ya ain't follow'n along...lemme clarify things...i ain't referr'n to those ritual bath'n sensations from the 60's
i'm talk'n about this band of experts kittens!

though a serious and sometimes even fatal disease...in most probable 
worst case scenarios...this disease...just like SARS...EBOLA and any annoy'n diseases that have manifested themselves within the past 20 years...will not reach the epic proportions of the 1300's ever again...thanx in part to W.H.O (but who really knows?) and though J.P. Gaultier had showcased some beautiful coulture masks at his last show in paris not too long ago...please take REAL ADVICE from REAL DOCTORS...and not from conspiracy terrorists...
like Pee Wee's pill popp'n loud mouthed bloated anal wart neighbor...who wants you to believe his assessment of the entire situation...

sure some might'a slagged off Miss Crawford fer her overly obtuse
obsessiveness when it came to Christina & Christopher's lack of OCD...but she was only look'n out fer their health!

though i myself would just as soon take medical advice from any of these
3 docs before i would EVER listen to a single damn word of advice about ANYTHING vomited outta the current WH assmenstruation!
now GET OFF MY DRESS!

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