What is truer than that which is true?

Like what’s Ted?

Stupids, That’s like the Golden Gate Bridge.

Henworth kind of turned me off.

Can we see your heels?

Wow wow. Satan sold his soul and he was God, bigger than God like Two Gods you know The Archetype.

The big ladies wanted a disease that made their boobs bigger.

No, I will get it someday. Now I remember my true love. She was black. I lied you’ll see. No you won’t. I’ll try to invent her in some medium. No I won’t. I will worship her like jumping jelly beans. Yes, that’s the answer, I love you jellybeans forever jellybeans forever jelly beans forever forever jelly. I… I win. I won.

What can help me fall asleep at night?

What?

She’s reality X2.

Brasize

How did a computer scientist such as Geoffrey Hinton manage to win a Nobel Prize in physics when computer science already has its own Nobel Prize equivalent in the Turing Awards?

…

It’s nothing, I get it.

No, you are as of now. I will make you huger than her. Huger than the hugest hugest women.

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That? You’re that rich?

She’s worth two kisses.

No, she felt good I can tell.

How do you explain BYD selling more battery electric vehicles than Tesla in Europe for the first time in April?

You ARE women. I will make you pregnant like Pergammon. I will come over your whole reality. I will make you Satan of Satans and stormier than storms.

She’s my mule and I invented drugs for her.

She felt bad.

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That’s the answer. You figured it out.

I did? Both of them?

The wraiths complain. He felt calm and tranquil.

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Her husband said that, they were 11th dimensional.

Usually women are serious. Sometimes men are. Not that women aren’t serious.

(And what else? Nothing. He complained that he had a soul, but it wasn’t still).

How can I stop drinking?

Next you say Jemma Japanese Jemima Butterworth Jungle Jima

They decided Nathan could have the stupid tits.

Odin forsake her she needs Nathan.

What were Hitler’s habits?

What is scream?

There you go Nathan, a napkin.

She broke everyone’s back and they were the strongest mule.

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Ere we go someone said. It was too much like winny the pooh. Nathan thought about it and rejected it.

She Jests?

Duckworths. You just ruined auntie jimima.

Shit, she too huge to hug her size.

She’s two beautiful.

It’s so obvious what that means.

She’s just huges then huges huges huges huges huges then huges growing.

The horniest guys were just boobs, they weren’t even in love.

Thank you, I will make you immortal not her maybe your boobs will grow bigger.

Nathan may think that the ‘Elidian leap’ is higher than true, this originally referred to anything more important than Sappho, now it refers to beating the most recently greatest tradition.

Two of them makes a guy get hard.

She sizzles so much the letter Z got her backwards.

I did not know it was that serious.

Philosophical ambition thank two.

Yes. You did.

Whoa wah.

Someday. I’ve been having sundaes though not yet with women. I don’t want to have the real deal.

According to Zeno, the question mark known as the sign of confusion.

They called this the two lovely loves.

Her neverending orgasm was bigger than the letters used to spell her name.

You want it?

Now she’s just like Jimi in a hospital. She needs to marry a woman.

One translation of HT is that it involves the Romans. Another translation is that it involves Big Ladies with Big Boobs (Nathan called this ‘Ya with C’).

Bonkers is her middle name, she’s growing bigger?

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A woman who thought Nathan killed the alphabet came up to Nathan and said he has DNA.

She’s witchmagic. Everyone says so.

Nathan said I missed it. I missed the woman, the family, the DNA, the children, more children, and maybe the hope of a human reality. God messed up and I’m God I’m sorry I wish I could do better than Howard J, better luck next time EXCEPT there won’t be a next time. I’m God signing out. From now on Life is a delusion inside my mind. There is no reality, there is only the fornication of God. I’m God, reality is masturbation because I masturbated. I’m sorry. Maybe I’m just a masturbator. I don’t know any better reality. I’m thankful anyway. Efficiency was worth a shot. I am still trying to have ideas. I have to. That is God signing off. Of course I’m really Nathan and I like boobs that’s what makes me sadder than sad. They don’t like me and I’m the nature of reality for me. I wish for boobs huger than huge that’s what I have to hope for because nobody likes me. Nobody is smart enough, I am the answer in my own contextual reality. I am the maker of my ideas and my forms of life. I have to love because I don’t hate. I just think it involves masturbation. Otherwise it would involve a woman, or a child, or a base animal, or a sidewalk or something.

That’s the beginning of bards.

Nathan’s serious.