Dangerous Fears

-My curiosity is big as elephannt and my fear is small as a mouse - said Princess to the shop assistance in a shop with musical instruments.

-That is very interesting Madam. How can I help you?

-Help me?!!! Help yourself if you just haven't understood what I just said!!!

Ok, I will help your broken brain. Give me the most dangerous instrument in the world. My curiousity and courage need to be fed. Maybe something like rotting harp with strings made of anaconda's tongues and a black-hole sticker?

-I'm sorry madam but I'm affraid we don't have anything like this....

- What?!!! You are affraid? You are scared? I've just told you not to!!!! Oh, you make my brain angry! How can hole humanity develop with a sun-bedded morons like you?



- Ok, stop shaking your eyeballs. Sit here on my lapdancers. Calm down and repeat after me:



' I fear to fear'

- I fear to fear

-'I'm too scared to be scared'

-I'm too scared to be scared

-'When I see the lion I will please him to save up mu nerves'

-When I see the lion I will please him to save up mu nerves



- And..... How is it? Do you feel sexy?

- Yes, yes, yes, I do, I do, I do! My fear is gone!!!

- Ha, ha! You lost it! You lost it like britney!

-?????

-Britney spears has no fears!Britney spears has no fears! Everybody stand up and sing with me! Britney spears has no fears!

How to pervertarise

Today Princess was walking on the street trying not to meet anybody she knew. The thought of all her old friends would make her vomit. ' Bonk the beds, all my old friends are sick' - she thought in her brain. - ' I had too much good times with them. I don't deserve it'.

As in all the telepathic stories, as soon as she thought that, her old friend HipDip blocked her way with her body.

- Ciaocesku Princess! Where are you catapulting your ass to?
- Selamat Siang HipDip! What are your rotten teeth hissling again?

After exchanging casualities they became melancholic about their pastiche past. It sounded like this maybe:

- Remember that day when we were hunting whales and we pretended we were on drugs.
- Of course I do. I wish we did take some drugs some drugs actually. The whole experience would be so much more interesting.
- Imagine probably we would halucinogate that those whales are squirrels.
- Smacky shitty bobs! And we would imagine the sea is the tree!
- Yes! That would be so haloumi!
- And we would think the sharks are nuts!
- Nuts as the butter!
- Your dog sucks off mice from the tube!
- Your Tv has no remote control!

Coincidentaly the priminister of art and culture was wankimg past.
-Stop this vulgarities girls immediately. You destroy the reputation of short legged women.- he said of course.

- Don't worri mini-stare, Everybody tries to perverterise reality but the results are poor. There is never enough to feed the whole world.



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Cheating on the skies

- Today is the sun-day so I need to go to beach church- said princess to her temping parent
- What is this sun church darly darling? Do you want to talk about it?
- It is a place on a beach where we meet, stare in the bluesies and wait for god
- What is this bluesies darly darling? Do you want to talk about it?
- It is all the blue components of the world: sea, sky etc. - responded Princess in her voice of ivory - The talking is over. Ciao bestialski

And she travelled to the beach. Many people on the way have asked about the hour and phone number. She looked quite kinkish momentarily because she put the tangerine nail polish on her lips after reading 'Marie Bazaar'.

And she met with her church companions on the beatch of the sea and they prayed intensively and they received the suntan.

'The showers of wonder, let us walk on your puddles'- said the last prayers the princess and turned to different colors.

Away from the sea and the sky, in the human direction, there was a very fine one growing in front of her. He got very fine eyes and the eyesight because when he sighted princess he elaborated so:
- I will Jason Donovan you. Wait...- and he stared at her until breakfest broke them apart.

They sent letters to everybody else but each other. That is the feeling of the ultraconceptual love these days. Yes.


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Shaky Calcuta

Dying is a privilege. Therefore relatives and friends of the dead are sad. It is most obvious act of jealousy. Said the Princess when Princess Diana Died.



They met on the party: 'VIP madness'.

'I was advising her on the pregnancy issues with Harry. She told me her son was watching naked women on telly and expressed the intention of making them pregnant'



The other friend of mine had a similar problem . With a difference that her son succeeded after 10 years of trying. He called his baby 'Dancing Horses' and was claiming it was schizofrenic since it was one day old.





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