Many of you know me from…
- Nah, that’s a horrible way to greet an organic internet audience,
- although I did have a stint career in greater Los Angeles “over the past decade”
- on craigslist
- notably, not this linearly past decade; 2006-2017, more or less. I was there, at the beach. I did all sorts of infamous, standard white guy, yet half-Chinese, as those who would know me, would assail.
- I have it out for me, based on other guys’ supposed basis of dislike, “just off-hand,” but let’s be serious, here. β οΈ I was the software dealer, “pirated software” installation specialist.
- I’m doing valid SEO seed-funding semantics based hashing and cloud net wall precedent-setting – this time, it’s for the pigeons π¦.
- It’s gonna be a carnival π‘, and it’ll be darn sure relevant pigeons, with all stops pulled on the butter with bread, finery πππΎ.
- It’s a mesh-place of future beacon city IoT name-dropping starf*cker girlfriend, (apologize, for her), ππΌββοΈ yet somehow enterprising enough, amidst a staunch array backlot DACA press list engagement booty-entanglement circa #CanIHaz, back when: the rave scene. ππ»ββοΈ
- Regardless of that, all sorts of science and drunkenness procure some “what do I have to do with it?”
- Sigh. Particularly, the alcohol. I’m literally allergic, some people joke.
- Tons of people love it, though, and that’s what’s important.
- What was written was ostensibly important, in the end.
- If you weren’t there, stop pretending that you “whatever, exist.”
- This, then, and that, there! And so forth. π
- It’s ostensibly a stake of un-refutable reference basis to bias your speakers off of, perhaps to the scale of various tunings and likings, as it may be.
- “Trying to get people to appreciate something gentle about life,” that’s what’s the thing about life, without complaining.
- A dump.
- How to fix your valid reputation, amongst Christians. The talk, the walk, the size, it’s so everything.
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