I [Heart] SPAM & [Spleen] Word Identification

I just want you to know
that I failed, yes failed,
a Word Identification Test
at someone's Comment Box.

Couldn't make out a "j" or "q" or something.

The extra typing is Raining on my Parade.
What is the Blog World coming to?
Suddenly, the connections all seem oh so pointless. :-(

And the only things I can really think about
include, but are not limited to:

The elephants in Kenya
which were being relocated
until the very first Bull
broke a Semi with his fat ass . . .

When I pass the orange and red BK establishment
on bridge street, I cringe and think of
the BTK killer--
so BK, to my mind, binds and kills cattle
to feed fat asses. Great . . .

The fricken London Zoo that has set up a "human exhibit"--
displaying, ehem, "athletically inclined" white people
who are scantily dressed (you know, the "humans");
yet the zoo keepers ironically
state that we are indeed a "plague" on our own ecosystem.
Well, ok, so some fat asses might be . . .

Hawaii, the only state Iknow of as yet,
is taking action
at the gas pumps by capping off fat ass prices . . .

and I believe that Gloria Steinem
should have ended her last sentence
concerning the Nature / Nurture debate
on NPR with, well, "Fat Ass
Space Ship Earth" . . .


and yes, what my thoughts are *really* circling around
is my own fat ass,
having eaten homemade BlackBerry Cobbler
for breakfast for the past 3 days in a row--
well,
what was I suppose to do?
I had a whole pie to myself . . .
I'm a threat to my own echo system.