Redunkulous decisions

It's quite redonkulous the brothers that bring you all this bronchitis bronchitis go fly a kite in this weather it's kind of warm the kind of thing that creates an electrical storm of sensation syndication validation inebriation I don't even know anymore because I'm imitation crab meat from a can like I said before mad dab it out like it's coming out of the garbage can I cannot speak because the helicopters stops me at my lips as the equivocal gyration of the spot between your hips as you shake them all around and I cannot stop but quip as I think to myself damn this s*** is kind of sick like oatmeal vibe green who wants to eat that as Yucca man are the Ninja Turtles cereal from 1993 and then again spam in a pan is better than spam from a can and so you see this is where this Story begins the story of me I was like maybe 5 or 6 you see and I'm wearing my snowsuit running around like a crazy mad cat all around where you see me wearing a hat but it's not a snow hat it's a Whimsical bat and I don't know where the picture came from or where I got that but there's like I think a Smoking Gun in the background aliens flying all around town and me I got the brown brown brownish snowsuit all around this whole time I ain't said a thing even though I said stuff it's like I'm in the wrestling ring with words and enough just to get by but really I'm running circles around  myself and I lie about telling myself the things that I think that I thunk that'll I help yeah even still my feelings are fine it's just me that feels ill is lyrical beans that I spill are for nothing because really what are they for the fur roughing

Rambled freestyle 001

I am an avid blogger as well I'm like a sensation I'm even bigger when I bring them vibrations I go and give her all my aspirations I go and get her Venom decorations either way Christmas is coming and going and I don't even know where to even stop will begin to begin this flow because my mind is overflowing with overdrawn and over carried all kinds of things that I find to be quite scary and I don't even know I don't even show how I feel because I don't even know if these feelings are quite real I don't even know if what I should do is beyond the limits of the limitations that I got to get because I'm imitation crab meat from a can can you even bigot man can you even open this up inside your brain I demand you tell the story like Christopher Walken going for a walk and even wearing Crocs and s*** it's crazy candles that light or get little light there like LEDs in there out of sight out of mind all kinds of colors all the time I didn't know gallbladder getting fatter like John Madden sings obvious I feel like you didn't even write the things that I said the things that I was saying you kind of gave up man what's wrong with you you playing with me you playing with my mind I said things about octopus and grease and grime and you forgot them you forgot them from the bottom and you didn't recognize them and now I went and forgot him myself I put them on a Shelf and now they're gone there's somebody else's damn once again I am an avid blogger and I forgotten what I was saying but instead I said this other stuff so it's kind of like I'm playing a game with my mind and your mind as you read and pass time as past tense rewrites itself and pretense and I pretended I in my defense came up with this but really it just kind of s*** out of my mind and it's quite silly and well it's from my mind to your mind like from farm-to-table but really from the farm of my mind to your stable conditions are unsettling say the least like Judas Priest or even those guys with the things in the feast on that picture there's like Jesus and a whole bunch of brothers and they're all holding hands and there's like someone's mother and I don't even know I don't even know what I'm talking about no more I'm just rambling on this whole thing needs a score