Friday, July 1

rrrrrrrrrrrrrrabbit-rabbit!!!!!

RABBIT-RABBIT!!
yeah!
the first syllables out of my mouth,
when i flip the mutha-flippin' page on that calendar.
loud, fresh, lucky hardness for your face!
the whole housefull of happy heads shouted it out.
like a roll-call for good-fortunate flavor.
we said it en masse.
you duders all know how we doo-doo it.
rabbit once, rabbit twice, good luck all month. nice!
jinx-proof?
maybe not quite that lucky,
but still pretty charmed and charming, for sure.
routine maintenance for our Folk Life forcefields.
and with that said and out of the way for the next 31,
it's totally july, neighbors.
winged clocks and airborne hourglasses an' that.
you like it.
julio.
julius.
the first aftermarket calendar addendum.
the break in the sequence,
the glitch in the system.
july.
fortune favors the bold.
...with emperorships, your own month, and a knife in the back.
awwww, man.
anyway,
we're here.
it's happening.
and it's friday,
and that means ciabatta bread day at the bakery.
fresh-style hottness and wheaty lovin' from out of the oven!
doughy, chewy, crusty, crumby,
all at once.
that rabbit-rabbit jauns is working already.
*
i hope the Fortress doesn't get sapped by tattbombs.
yeah.
i thought about it a little more,
and that other other kind of sapped?
wordimus prime, my ninjas.
i can totally hang out with fortification-weakening
embankment underminers.
that's kind of what i do, after all.
we're breaking down the walls...
...of your previously promising future.
or maybe we're leeching the strength,
or preferably those movie checks,
from your body?
i don't know for sure,
but i'm still psyched on those stickers.
EXPERT.
***********
Folk Life & Liberty, y'all.
the woodsly goodness.
P.T.S.D. luxury. (Pretty Terrific Summer Days)
family togetherness.
active participation.
we're surrounded by that worthy warrior business.
immersed in EXPERT excellence.
this mountainous really-realness around us
is just about the best thing going.
i am grateful for this time i have been given,
and truly appreciate these companions i span it with.
the first of the month, and good luck to it.
full-swing summertime,
in F*ing full-effect;
never quiet, never soft.....

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