Where the living language is concerned, which let’s face it. So. 

Can you spot the tuber posing as a goober? What about a dangled thought left to? Hip to messaging that carries false report? Words happening metaphorically, knot in real time? Factitious takeaways?

Can you tell a genuine non sequitur from a contrived segue? Objurgation that minces?

Pinpoint aggrieved pseudo-nostalgia that feels achingly autonomic and you’re dialed in. Possibly over your head, but respect. Heads up in the ensuing fog:

Lie with darkness, wake with fleece. You been served. Got damn! You got to know when to fold. So what? is the question. Some words are spelled with different letters. Fake it ‘til you fyck it. The party is pooped, my peeps. Denizenship is a privilege, not a right. If you’re bitching, you’re bombing. Back to your beginnings. Return to where you lost — this space is taken, pardner. In the name of God, make yourself scarce.

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