fuzzy logic-1 (i do not take responsibility of any ill feelings you may develop after reading this)

Hello all, sorry i was out of action. I was previously stuck in a pile of shit as high as the former twin towers and I am so glad i'm so out of the fucking mess that i was in and i can already smell better days ahead. forgive my language--actually you don't have to- i want to know what it would be like if i were to throw all my manners out of the window and into the drain. And i think that it would be healthy once in a while to loosen the jaws muscles and shoot off your mouth and talk in a fuckingly vulgar and outrageously obnoxious manner. it's good to be politically incorrect. if politics is a pack of lies, then technically, to be politically incorrect is to speak the truth. Does this make any fucking sense to you? Listen, before you think I've fucking lost my senses, think again- I've not. I'm just conducting an experiment to see how people would react-- to hear someone they know to be awfully polite--and to have a blog like COMPASSIONAT speak like that?? (gasp! this is fucking unforgivable)--But of course that is not true--I'm still really a fucking nice person. But i just wanted to test reactions and see how people would react if someone they acted out of the norm--this is purely experimental. don't take it too seriously ok? And don't come msning me to check if i'm fucking alright cos I am. Now imagine if teachers spoke like that in class, you'll reallly have a class of fucking attentive students. Of course, the downside is that you'll breed a classful of filthy-mouthed kids- now, we won't want that would we?

The other experiment i always wanted to try was to spell all my words wlongly and cee if peeper can slill make cense of my clap. most of the time, they slill do. peeper are reallie smart. some peeper more tlan others but genellary we are all interrigent beings. infact you could have no cense of sperring and slill have peeper unlerstand perfractly what you ar talking about it lenders the written word ledundant.

Finally, the last experiment i wanted to conduct--but i can't anyway because i left the night safari 3 years ago-was to give a really vulgar tram commentary. see i was a tram commentator and i always thought, how nice it would be to just capture the expression of a person when you speak in another tongue-one very different from the way you look.

The commentary would have been something like that: good evening fucking ladies and fucking gentlemen. Welcome to the world's first fucking night safari. Before we began the ride, i've three fucking rules to share with you....Now wouldn't that be original? Or would that be suicidal? But to see that scandulous look on all the guests' face and have that stunning commetary forever embedded in their memories? Priceless. The night safari, by the way, is a great place.

Now, this feels so fucking good it's thereaupetic. Go on. Try this at home.

(Think back now what was the first thought that came into your mind when you heard me talking like that?) Apologies if you fell off the chair reading this-- because the Nat you know is polite to a fault. I'll bet you 2 posts that you've forever changed the way you thought of me--although it took me 2 years to make you believe that i really am a sweet angel. Gee, the things i do in the name of research and experiment).