I Spy With My/little-Eyes:

But U-Don't C-Me THERE,
FucK'er-BitcH'es!!

I mean Really, we just all have to be honest, and admit...
There is no way for Me to easily confront people__with what i am, this-Thing of which i have become, and be prepaired for the courious ______ Secret/////Admiration, or,
Be-puzzelment witnessed this-Evening!

My neighbour the other-Week, gave The Little Baby Jesus a bursk sounding-out, at ten O'clock in the evening__as i did some gardening, byick-repairs, and then__cleaning my Garbage-container, as he talked with his wife__durring brakes between yapping on his cell/Phone__desparingely with reguardance piticularry to me/With speaker/phone adjusted so all could hear!
The Hipocritial/Basterd, Serge I beleave is his name, yelled at me__with my/Twitter-address well posted in the windows__and as though i were a no-body, no-nothing like him__that "i should be quiet now for five minutes!" He went on to say, between posturing__as If: he was about to slap me for defending my actions, that: "The lady was trying to sleep"__above of-course his raised voice & un-nessarry furry.
I of course knew he was full of shit right away, as Janis sleeps in the compleat other end of the appartment, and, couldn't have heard my small noise; even were she to have tried.

What in the FucK did i ever do to him!
Worse, i suspect, this is the kind of Puke, that just because he didn't like somebody__for whatever tiny reason, he would insist the people around him__didn't have any communation with seid person eather!
It's always been that way with this Prig, and, he could only be happiest when i was stuck living with a boarder, and later her boyfriend also who moved-in, and who were both drug-addicts__sreeming constantly out in the streets, making me look bad((sort of thing...Oh Yes Serge likie this very-much!
Indeed, he loved me to be in a situation like that!
But i ask him again...
What in the fuck did i ever do to you!

Oh Sure, he would talk to these two low-lifes, give them dishes, console them with their problems, and, watch them make fools of themselves&Me. But me, the person who had a job every-day, the Dude who cleans not only the house, but the yard, the guy on the third-floor with a balcony not one person can pass withoug gaizing in wonder, and, now with my full:
... http://twitter.com/I_Christ -Address posted in the windows:
Well i am to be abused by this ShiT, for no good reason!!
I am to be snubed, if we are passing in the street, and ignored when within close proximinity of our home-bounderies__ while scoulde-at. And under-the-breath mumbullings are to be constantly sounded in my dirrection__AlWays!

... As If BUDDY! As FucKing, Bloody Well IF AY!
Or did we suspect that it was ment for me to miss his trying to witness my/Wonder, as he peeked through the living-room window; while i ran the dog up and down the street, riding my byick today?
Why i tell you...it was an embarrassment of riches!
I however only looked once, i think__on my first passing.
Why would i look again?
Even becomming God in front of this SnoT's face, hasn't been enough!
The mold has been cast, and was done so long-ago, as far as he's concerned.
BUT I CALL IT JELLIOUSLY !
And that my/Darlings is the highest form of flattery i know!
So i gusee in this situation:
Little Baby Jesus/ 1 (one) Point
Serge/ A Big Fat FucKing ZERO !!
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