tenacious me

is it going, is it going.

tts perhaps the question of the decade. to many i'd been like a partridge. fat bird. short tail. why so? even i wonder. it has to do with the vibe. the vibe tt someone perpetually does things for a lark. or rather, someone who always ends up larking around. thoughts of the feeble-minded makes me cringe. yet feeble-mindeds behave like they can think. like they do it. i figure i'll only say this once. i beg a pardon obstinate fools. im still frisky going on the twenty-two. so cut the cock-and-bull. im the red rag to the bull. well, start learnin too, before u get treated like a frisky two. aights tts quite a fair share for today i suppose.

hope i turn out to be as mad as a hatter before the hare catches up with me. if u've been keeping up with the eu-news, i've been industrious like a beaver lately. have got one of the two herrings with me that is. alike they are indeed, as the idiom suggests (as like as two herrings). or even both on days when im 'lucky'. that's at least what some of the bulls said.

loyal apostle, kindly take of the crafty devil.

informal. sth blocks my cock. but i can't put my finger to it.