You must be careful how you entertain family while being unaware they are family. They could be a father or a mother and proximity to these individuals may render you on the border line of some spiritual trigonometry. If you were told someone was killed, someone who was fighting with you in your family for years about class and social hierarchy and this guy never finished high school but had a uniform once and is seen in a photo with his compatriots, you celebrate him. 40 years after graduation, he has decided to take any of your ideas and hold them ransom because he does not want to see you do it. He blames you for a Morty beating up a white guy in a movie. But, I suppose it is when I saw two cheddar men in a movie; having an argument; one white and one black. They were equal. One went to prison for some allegations made by the other; the other did not go to prison so a little apologetic beating would do in a movie. Its like the new French series Lupin on Netflix. These stories may have arisen in the new world also between aboriginals as they moved into society and had to, for the first time, think about conformity. Conformity is the totality of class. It is all that we are concerned with when it comes to class; or maybe not. There is more. What class could you have if you were anxious about your son or your cousin having a library card? What class could you have if you were anxious about your son or your cousin's education or their socioeconomic capabilities. Have you seen www.theangelronanissue.wordpress.com? That is pure class. Have you seen www.angelronanphotoguide.wordpress.com. That is pure class. What about https://angelronan.wixsite.com/consulting? That is pure class. Now, I don't think he has 2000 files a day. Maybe he is not going to handle even 3 files a day. But, there is class. He hopes his family knows they are honored and clearly his uncle or cousin gets the point while there is anthropology that thinks they can keep beating him up and hope to just get his things. This rigmarole is on going. People break into his mother's home. They spit in food. They steal items he has designed really for his own creative enjoyment; just to see he could do it in actually calling suppliers and make something and then also sell it. This is new territory to see someone want to steal something you have made personally. It comes with the territory but I am sorry for the thief or thieves. Do you have my K Swiss Shoes? Are you threatening anyone? Can we relax and enjoy our surroundings? Can we sit down and eat as family because whether you are related or not, we are not going to have a class struggle in the family as if you are a bastard "...dead off." You have a father. I would have it that you have life and life more abundantly. You are my uncle and I will never disrespect you in public. You will read this and see your name is written here precisely 8 times. 8 is a very special number. As they say, you could be my father based on how the West Indies has managed family regeneration but, based on propensity, you have been in an argument with yourself. I have nothing to say but be free now as you bronze those shoes, put an engraved plate on them that says "...These shoes belong to my family member who bought them in Georgetown, Washington D.C. in 1995. He has Class like me and he honored me with a full, complete, honorable graduation at The University of London; and dry clean the jacket for precisely Ten pounds plus VAT or whatever you have to spend. Get someone to sow a patch in the jacket that has the same words on it as the engraving for the plate on the shoes. We make choices and we are equal but you can't take my things to feel equal. That makes you some kind of.....problem. I cannot be your father but, you could be mine; right? If you do these things, you will see where you are much freer, healthier and content because it did hurt. A house divided cannot stand and you cant just try make people feel lousy like you to feel equal when you don't like how you feel. From now on, just feel good. We could even go out and eat maybe and you would maybe pay for half. I could help you move to Scotland. I could help you at your own pub where you may get a loan to get it going; so proud of you. I don't know what is going on with you but, the good I saw in 1986 will come back to my emotions where you are an example and not a thorn some how and I could not see what it was; what you wanted. Never give your boots to anyone again as if you wish to imprint them with something; maybe the weed you smoke. What did you really want? Take care of your mother or your aunt and quit thinking you can hold old black people ransom about inheritance because I have written this to my fictitious uncle who I will pray for continually if anything is to ever happen to his mother, my mother, or my aunts in any way because of his confusion about inheritance. I could pray for an imaginary uncle I suppose. We will shake hands again some day and remember, we are equal in our choices. You have your class and chosen shoes in your choices. I have my class in what I choose. I have class for one reason. I would rather get off the tube/subway than pass flatulence on the subway/tube. Why do you have class? There is no superiority here. But, maybe you are saying you don't want to see me have more social authority than you. But, I cannot. You buy your gear at Hackett. I shop at Next. Pjay is honored as my real uncle. I can mention his name. But, we are writing about you; my imaginary uncle. How could I have more social authority than someone who is stuck in his own cartoon, pretending to be my uncle, pretending to be a James Bond attaché or pretending to be happy in himself? You have more social authority any where in the world because you are one of the Happy people who are content with themselves and has resolved not to steal other people's things to achieve some kind of emotional and social parallelism. Drink my urine next time or steal my tooth brush. Maybe you did both. Thank you for being an imaginary uncle. So, I will say that, alright my son, you are about 100 years behind us anthropologically and never think I am passive again. They had my children long before I ever knew them. Her name is Quella You are my imaginary uncle in a cartoon and I am just going to turn you off. Keep this on your phone with that Tate Modern photo on your phone of me with the Red painting by Bishop in the back ground. I suppose I could be your son but you have no contract with me to steal from me, abuse me or hurt anyone who I may have cared about as a friend if nothing more and Quella is not seeing the authority at Morden Station at 1 am. She is born again and maybe a little stubborn; a self frustrated idiot sometimes. You can claim whatever social authority you want. Say you are a Premiership uncle or father or NBA father. Maybe Patrick Ewing is your son or Michael Jordan. If you are, then you have authority. But, then this will mean your social class might attract people who may wish to steal plates or spit in your fridge or your milk for association. Bother Christine one more time and your need to be accepted, your need to be equal and you will see what will happen. you, my fictitious uncle who I will happily call my equal associate at Angel Ronan. Do as I told you and you will have that pub with the shoes and the Eddie Bauer Jacket. I will happily work for you and support the venture. You will heal. Keep them. Wear the jacket. If the shoe fits; they say. Teach me about family. Be the example. What will you do if no one can trust you? You shouldn't really ask people things like that unless you know the answer for yourself. Its a good observation. I love and respect my imaginary uncles and my real uncles. I work hard in public. I go to bed at a reasonable hour...to honor them. Maybe that was really Joseph and his eleven uncles; not his eleven brothers in Genesis but either way there was something wrong when they say to a relative, How could you have a youtuber channel dream in front of me? Star your own youtube channel. I will help if you want. I might even give you mine.
You must be careful how you entertain family while being unaware they are family. They could be a father or a mother and proximity to these individuals may render you on the border line of some spiritual trigonometry. If you were told someone was killed, someone who was fighting with you in your family for years about class and social hierarchy and this guy never finished high school but had a uniform once and is seen in a photo with his compatriots, you celebrate him. 40 years after graduation, he has decided to take any of your ideas and hold them ransom because he does not want to see you do it. He blames you for a Morty beating up a white guy in a movie. But, I suppose it is when I saw two cheddar men in a movie; having an argument; one white and one black. They were equal. One went to prison for some allegations made by the other; the other did not go to prison so a little apologetic beating would do in a movie. Its like the new French series Lupin on Netflix. These stories may have arisen in the new world also between aboriginals as they moved into society and had to, for the first time, think about conformity. Conformity is the totality of class. It is all that we are concerned with when it comes to class; or maybe not. There is more. What class could you have if you were anxious about your son or your cousin having a library card? What class could you have if you were anxious about your son or your cousin's education or their socioeconomic capabilities. Have you seen www.theangelronanissue.wordpress.com? That is pure class. Have you seen www.angelronanphotoguide.wordpress.com. That is pure class. What about https://angelronan.wixsite.com/consulting? That is pure class. Now, I don't think he has 2000 files a day. Maybe he is not going to handle even 3 files a day. But, there is class. He hopes his family knows they are honored and clearly his uncle or cousin gets the point while there is anthropology that thinks they can keep beating him up and hope to just get his things. This rigmarole is on going. People break into his mother's home. They spit in food. They steal items he has designed really for his own creative enjoyment; just to see he could do it in actually calling suppliers and make something and then also sell it. This is new territory to see someone want to steal something you have made personally. It comes with the territory but I am sorry for the thief or thieves. Do you have my K Swiss Shoes? Are you threatening anyone? Can we relax and enjoy our surroundings? Can we sit down and eat as family because whether you are related or not, we are not going to have a class struggle in the family as if you are a bastard "...dead off." You have a father. I would have it that you have life and life more abundantly. You are my uncle and I will never disrespect you in public. You will read this and see your name is written here precisely 8 times. 8 is a very special number. As they say, you could be my father based on how the West Indies has managed family regeneration but, based on propensity, you have been in an argument with yourself. I have nothing to say but be free now as you bronze those shoes, put an engraved plate on them that says "...These shoes belong to my family member who bought them in Georgetown, Washington D.C. in 1995. He has Class like me and he honored me with a full, complete, honorable graduation at The University of London; and dry clean the jacket for precisely Ten pounds plus VAT or whatever you have to spend. Get someone to sow a patch in the jacket that has the same words on it as the engraving for the plate on the shoes. We make choices and we are equal but you can't take my things to feel equal. That makes you some kind of.....problem. I cannot be your father but, you could be mine; right? If you do these things, you will see where you are much freer, healthier and content because it did hurt. A house divided cannot stand and you cant just try make people feel lousy like you to feel equal when you don't like how you feel. From now on, just feel good. We could even go out and eat maybe and you would maybe pay for half. I could help you move to Scotland. I could help you at your own pub where you may get a loan to get it going; so proud of you. I don't know what is going on with you but, the good I saw in 1986 will come back to my emotions where you are an example and not a thorn some how and I could not see what it was; what you wanted. Never give your boots to anyone again as if you wish to imprint them with something; maybe the weed you smoke. What did you really want? Take care of your mother or your aunt and quit thinking you can hold old black people ransom about inheritance because I have written this to my fictitious uncle who I will pray for continually if anything is to ever happen to his mother, my mother, or my aunts in any way because of his confusion about inheritance. I could pray for an imaginary uncle I suppose. We will shake hands again some day and remember, we are equal in our choices. You have your class and chosen shoes in your choices. I have my class in what I choose. I have class for one reason. I would rather get off the tube/subway than pass flatulence on the subway/tube. Why do you have class? There is no superiority here. But, maybe you are saying you don't want to see me have more social authority than you. But, I cannot. You buy your gear at Hackett. I shop at Next. Pjay is honored as my real uncle. I can mention his name. But, we are writing about you; my imaginary uncle. How could I have more social authority than someone who is stuck in his own cartoon, pretending to be my uncle, pretending to be a James Bond attaché or pretending to be happy in himself? You have more social authority any where in the world because you are one of the Happy people who are content with themselves and has resolved not to steal other people's things to achieve some kind of emotional and social parallelism. Drink my urine next time or steal my tooth brush. Maybe you did both. Thank you for being an imaginary uncle. So, I will say that, alright my son, you are about 100 years behind us anthropologically and never think I am passive again. They had my children long before I ever knew them. Her name is Quella You are my imaginary uncle in a cartoon and I am just going to turn you off. Keep this on your phone with that Tate Modern photo on your phone of me with the Red painting by Bishop in the back ground. I suppose I could be your son but you have no contract with me to steal from me, abuse me or hurt anyone who I may have cared about as a friend if nothing more and Quella is not seeing the authority at Morden Station at 1 am. She is born again and maybe a little stubborn; a self frustrated idiot sometimes. You can claim whatever social authority you want. Say you are a Premiership uncle or father or NBA father. Maybe Patrick Ewing is your son or Michael Jordan. If you are, then you have authority. But, then this will mean your social class might attract people who may wish to steal plates or spit in your fridge or your milk for association. Bother Christine one more time and your need to be accepted, your need to be equal and you will see what will happen. you, my fictitious uncle who I will happily call my equal associate at Angel Ronan. Do as I told you and you will have that pub with the shoes and the Eddie Bauer Jacket. I will happily work for you and support the venture. You will heal. Keep them. Wear the jacket. If the shoe fits; they say. Teach me about family. Be the example. What will you do if no one can trust you? You shouldn't really ask people things like that unless you know the answer for yourself. Its a good observation. I love and respect my imaginary uncles and my real uncles. I work hard in public. I go to bed at a reasonable hour...to honor them. Maybe that was really Joseph and his eleven uncles; not his eleven brothers in Genesis but either way there was something wrong when they say to a relative, How could you have a youtuber channel dream in front of me? Star your own youtube channel. I will help if you want. I might even give you mine.
You can start your own.
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