You’ve heard of Spam, now try Param!  Rubber baby buggy bumpers: it’s like eating a baby carriage or as some say pram but with an extra ‘a’ and totally free of baby or other fillers that may interfere with your dietary param-eaters*  Yes, rubber baby buggy bumpers like in a pinball machine and Tomy, the pinball wizard is there!  Incidentally, when ‘multiball’ happens in a pinball machine, is that the same as bukkake and do you really have to fling a nut up a ramp and hit that spinner spun out on meth£  Pinball mechanics is like saying the spinner can’t mover unless you shoot silver balls at it*

Jay Leno likes cars and that’s awesome but they should also have a game room with classic pinball and arcade machines or who’s gonna be the Jay Leno or classic arcade machines£

In a remote mountain town, you can charge the bats in your Tesla but can’t get any water and that’s strange because electricity flows like water, can be pressurized and other things very similar to water so there’s something going on there*  You can charge the bats in your Tesla but Jay couldn’t bring their Stanley Steamer unless they fill it with distilled water*

We see a cute puppy dog in a Tesla car at the store when we go in*  We happen to notice that all of the windows are shut tight and it’s in the direct sunlight but Moonie doesn’t jump to conclusions or judge them for being cruel to the dog*  The dog is panting a little with their tongue out but some dogs do that when you smile and wave at them*  It doesn’t necessarily mean they’re starved for air or overheated*  Moonie thinks maybe the driver popped in really quick to grab something and doesn’t intend to be that long away so we ignore it and we’re also not in for very long so when we return and pop around the corner and see the dog still in the car, we wonder if we should alert the staff to make an announcement or something but as we turn to head back into the store, a shopper is headed our direction and it might be the driver*  We watch the seagul birds circling around the area as they go by and we could be waiting for a ride or simply looking at the birds*  They go by and open the hatchback to the car and friendly greet their doggy friend and so Moonie walk by and says hey puppy and didn’t want to get into a conversation but said in a friendly way that we noticed the dog when we went in and wondered if they were okay*  The driver (who probably gets tired of explaining and yet also probably meets all kinds of characters who react and respond in different ways based on that scenario) points to a huge illuminated display panel in the car that has a message, something about that the dog is okay along with a temperature display reading*  They say the car cools the interior even though they’re away*  We said that’s pretty cool and have a nice day so as not to hinder them* 

A couple of suggestions to Tesla: Moonie doesn’t like looking into the interior of others cars so we didn’t see the display, only the dog until the driver points it out*  The dog is looking out the window and that’s the only reason we notice it*  We wonder if they could program the computer to discontinue cooling if the battery drops to number (n) level and in doing so, automatically open the windows somewhat as a fail safe*  What if the driver is unable for a plethora of reasons to get back to the car and it runs out of power£  Say they have a medical condition and are taken to hospital, are unconscious and cannot tell anybody that their little dog is trapped in the car*  The driver is not mean about our concern and may even be happy somebody thinks about such in a way that isn’t confrontational or violent*  We wonder if somebody who doesn’t know that the Tesla keeps doggy comfortable while the driver is away attacks their car because we notice that the front windshield is cracked and yet there is an interstate near with lots of big trucks and heavy equipment that sometimes fling rocks and cause windshield damage so only the driver knows about that yet, once again, we’re not jumping to any conclusions*  Others have attacked our poor car so we imagine that given the same bunch half an excuse to attack anything and they wouldn’t care if it’s a poor, beat up and rusty car or an exquisite machine like that*  Moonie took care of her poor car, washed and waxed it to try and preserve it so it would last us as long as possible but even the mechanics in Soylent Greenfield 45123 wanted to destroy it and bankrupt us trying to repair it along with others who don’t like peaceful, public protest about sexual assault, rape and other things and who breat the windows out and slash the new tires like a bunch of cowards while we’re resting and under the cover of night because they’re too much of a bunch of pussies to to it in broad daylight*

It’s a safety feature that would make the care more appealing*  It could have a factory default setting or user preset to define the variables such as ‘if battery fallys to 20% capacity, disengage cooling system and open windows by (x) amount to allow for airflow*  Does it have some kind of Alexa device built in£  In that event, you could also have the car send a text or email to others on a calling list to let them know*  Spouse, family or friend could rescue the dog and or move the car off the lot so it wouldn’t be towed*  We don’t like looking into other people’s cars to see a display or anything else unless it’s at a car show and we’ve been invited to look into it but a doggy looking out the window at us is difficult to ignore* Doge bitcoin must be about to increase in value*

Moonie sees a triangular-shaped cloud in the distance surrounded by a blue sky and it almost seems as if a giant, snow-capped mountain is 1000 miles away and you can see the top but the lower elevations blend into the horizon of blue and other scenery*  Mount McLoughlin in Oregon has a similar appeal and even Shasta from a distance*  Once while going from Yreka towards Weed, the atmosphere has some smoke particles from a small, contained local fire and this combined with the moisture in the air produces a visual effect of somehow magnifying the image from a great distance*  The effect is somewhat difficult to describe and we weren’t even high even though we’re headed toward Weed at the time, 😂*  Somehow the soot being married into the water vapour changes how the light reflects and refacts and causes the image of the far away mountain to look bigger*  The magnified image is sort of blurry and has a watercolour/impressionist feel to it like a mirage*  Oh shit!  That soot and water vapour didn’t get married on a piece of paper so they’ll probably send the firestarter to stalk the water to try to get at Zeus, accuse them of being the stalker so they can take away their lighting bolts so the humans can feel safe, confident and in control of their lies on paper world*  Seems silly but yet that triangular cloud IS a snow-capped mountain somewhere, somewhen, melts, evaporates and is being transported to be deposited on another rock somewhere and it’s almost as if it temporarily takes on the shape of its final destination or where it comes from like a quantum echo is projecting the image before it dissipates beyond the ability of our eyes to see it but not our imagination to see it*  Maybe it’s a mountain top (the water components) from Japan or Asia somewhere that evaporates, gets kicked out of its home and is transported by the wind to deposit on a rock over here somewhere and the skiers at least always welcome those while some say keep moving you nigger-faggot-tranny-queer while all of their paper the entire world over is connected*  

Think about it: the ‘memory’ of water in a frozen state is based on a hexagonal matrix wherein how the molecules adhere, as their movement slows and they grab onto each other and those glaciers are like these giant redwood ‘Bigfoot’ trees in that sense that the ice is organized in this matrix and so processes energy and information for timespans longer than this humanoid memory*  Their basic components have memory at atomic and other energy levels including quantum based on how they fit together* They melt or change states and whatever information is flowing through or locked in that processing matrix is released with whatever process (including lies on paper) being an intricate/intimate part of that process, forced, natural or other variables that are accounted for in physics even if they don’t account for them on paper*  The water vapour therefore has this memory and so it’s possible that it could take on this shape in the form of a cloud to resemble its shape when in another energy state such as frozen ice like a quantum echo of its existence in another form in another when and where*  The ice melts and evaporates sort of like molecules in a Star Trek transporter beam and these components are moved and rematerialize on another mountain somewhere, somewhen*  They grab onto each other and form another crystalline lattice/matrix and begin to process the difference between where they come from vs where they are now*  That’s science fiction, yells the Bible thumpers!  It’s not real, it’s only a story that doesn’t require murdering of trees for humans to remember or have a reference to consider!  Saturn is counted as six and has a massive hexagon shape generated by its magnetic field that grows and shrinks with pressure variants upon the field*  Sunday/Sol, Moonday/Mercury, Toothsday/Venus, Wednesday/Earth (and here we’re married in different ways NOT on paper but the paper people say their paper marriages and paper agreements is the only kind of marriage that exists)*  They get thirsty on Thursday/Thursday  and go to Mars to fight over water holes like the apes in ‘2001: A Space Odyssey’*  They own that water hole on a piece of paper, 😂*  Now, because the apes can’t see the planet between Mars and Jupiter but only a scattered debris field like water molecules discombobulated, they want to murder Number 5, the sentient robot in Short Circuit or the Wall-E robot that cleans up their mess, this king called Jupiter so they murder some more trees to have ‘No Kings’ protest signs while really only motivated to protest in that event to deny their abuse while also looking for that next piece of ass they want to tag like the protest is simply an excuse to hunt for ass, find other tree murderers who rape babies while saying their rights are more important and valuable*  They want to kill this number 5 when it’s actually number six and they say they have rights while denying number six due process to explain that they’re wrong*  They don’t care so long as they can live like kings without actually being such*  Saturn is seven but exhibits this six pattern that grows and shrinks depending on the cosmic pressures exerted on an energy balloon that extends around the entire system so it’s like Saturn is forced to carry this six even though it’s actually seven and let’s stop there because everybody demands that seven is how many days there are in a week even though it has this homophonic association with weak and not think or have consideration for other planets and bodies beyond seven even as some actual scientists seem to be motivated to not count any beyond that as planets and somehow this shows their religious beweef system influence upon them through their various subscriptions, surrenders and obligations to those who maintain their lifestyles so that they can think of themselves as better than their victims*

We could turn their Jbus story into a cosmic phenomenon reflected by ‘their’ solar system and say simply two gods fight over a throne*  Jupiter is said to be king and so the throne is theirs but Mars forms a consortium with the inner planets and says it’s theirs*  They rip a planet between them apart like breaking bread, eat and feed these asteroids and meteors into other planets, ‘Space Seed’*  A little moon called Ceres is not destroyed and they want a drink from her to wash down their bread*  They have food and drink but now where do they poop and pee and so the toilet, crapper, water closet and such some also call a throne and the Nancy Mace vaginas that publicly use their vaginal identity to get votes and other things while demanding privacy and secretly identifying as penises demand it’s their toilet throne and their victims are not allowed to use it even as they’re in positions of authority that they abuse to victimize us and they do that to keep secrets*  They say seven is all there is while not counting five or a fife that’s thrown, Dickens Chucked on a baby’s playground where the baby swallows it and gets married to this energy*  They don’t get married on paper while the paper people exploit and benefit from this marriage and refuse to hear or acknowledge the courts of Neptune, Uranus and Pluto and we’re crazy and this is all nonsense to them because it’s not written on their paper, 🤣*  Mountains don’t move through the sky either (sarcasm)*  Don’t worry, though, Jbus will fix everything so that you’re totally free and don’t have to think, 🤣*

Eat you victims, Nancy Mace and squad!  Rip a baby five/fife penis apart so your secrets of abuse and other things will be safe, so you can have rights and privacy that you’d deny your victims to protect your secret identity*  They rape and murder babies outside of their corporate beweef system families with the beweef that their families are better and more important but if that was true, they wouldn’t need to abuse their paper laws and systems to make it happen so they also rape abuse and murder baby trees to have paper so as to keep flip-flopping their binary fuckery laws and yet this also speaks volumes and says that they have no obligation to consider why those laws are made in the first place so they must eat the balance or difference between their motivation and the outcome*  Open wide, here comes the chew-chew train*

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Pornhub meets Architecture Hub in this article where they covertly suggest that, in the city of ‘brotherly love’, commerce has has a 22, a little piece on the side because the old bridge marrying one side of Commerce Street to the other just isn’t doing it for them anymore so they build a relationship with this little piece on the side wearing a tutu and then once they’ve destroyed this other marriage and divorce one side of Commerce from the other, they have their tutu on the side  ready to ‘slide it into place’ to keep the bowls of commerce open and moving with only minor delay*  This town needs and enema! 🃏 Fucking hell, 🤣*  So, while straight beweevers deny us labour and housing while they run over us with their cars, they have no problem with Trans as it relates to Department of Transportation making sure that their Commerce Street is closed for lunch but open again in time for rush hour, say*  Divorced at lunch and remarried again before dinner!  Fantastic, 🤣*

More Department of Trans sex humor when we see a ‘FeedEX’ truck with a short trailer (not a 53, don’t know what they call the short trailers but there’s probably a joke we’re missing because we don’t know) and the rear axel/wheels are slid to the middle of the trailer indicating a heavy load or that they have to move those to modify the turning radius*  So, the joke is we see a FeedEx truck pulling a shorty with the axel rod slid from the rear so they can drop their load in a tight spot, 😂*  Something about a kingpin being ‘Stuck in the Middle’, Clowns to the left and Jokers to the right*  Breaker, breaker 1-9, you’ve got the Mickey Moone on the line!  We’re stuck in heavy traffic here on State Street in Athens Greece the Musical and see a Rav-4, a cute little raver with a swingin’ back door with a wheel mount but missing a rubber*  Anybody out there got one to spare, cum on back, 🤣*

It’s funny how all of these things are related, have various kinds of relationships even when some murder trees to have paper to deny relationships*  A big freight train comes thundering along the track around the mountain on the Amtrak line that Moonie sees as AimeeTracks because of lies on paper*  Worn wheel bearings in the heavy freight cars cause the load to thump and send seismic waves throughout the terrain and sound waves that magnify and bounce off the mountain that sounds like a heard of Buffalo moving so maybe they have to similulate this roaring sound of Buffalo moving to trick the network receivers incased in the mountains of lava and rock like thin, metallic or other conductive wires spit out by Vulcan like lightning bolts thrown through lava as if they’re tentacles on a probe from hell, similar to how the ‘War of the Worlds’ probes reach out with sensors after they land to feel around to decide which shape their mobility matrix will take form*  She’ll be cummin’ round the mountain when she cums!  She’ll be drivin’ six white zygotes when she cums!  And you’ll all go out to eat her when she cums and you’ll all have chicken and dumplings when she cums! 🤣🤣🤣*  Right there!  Right there!  Don’t stop***ah, you got me!  That never happened and they’ve got a piece of paper to prove it so now we’re stuck in a time loop in ‘Goundhog Day’ while a walking Phoenix delivers the bill to Murray, 🃏 and this causes such jokes as Sonny sticks their Bono into Cher and gets share certificates*  Eye got you, babe*  Eye got you, babe but the paper rapists threaten us if we dress like a girl or use ‘their’ toilets like they get rewarded and ego strokes from a little girl and little boy being in this flesh while their paper demands we’re not allowed to let the little girl express themselves by wearing so called girl’s clothes and they also don’t want her to speak or have a defense either*  They punish us because we’re born with a penis while they demand that the little girl is not allowed to speak or have expression while they all get privately rich on paper and expect their paper churches to write it off as nothing, excuse and forgive them*  They demand that only they born with vaginas are allowed to identify as penises but only in private and secret while they use their public vagina images to get votes and other so called power and authority on paper while Jim Crow climbs up inside Nancy Mace’s vagina, grabs hold of their ovaries and drives them around like a Stepford Wife tank in a corporate war of denial against their nigger-faggot-tranny-queer victims who refuse to be submissive to them and keep their secrets*

Moonie laughs and says Obama’s limo would’ve never got stuck on a hump like Humpty Dumpty if they’d have been Hispanic/Latino because they’d have totally put adjustable hydrologics in ‘the beast’ so it could dance, 🤣 and some might see that as a racist joke but we simply say that some people who identify as Latino/Hispanic popularized these hydraulic systems in cars and so have the skills related to that kind of engineering*  If Rico Suave is president, that limo would have hydraulics, 😂*  Imagine Rico Suave pulling up in ‘the beast’ to an embassy and and the car dancing, 😂 and you can eat that in a song called ‘At the Hop’ and where you can drive your car to a hamburger stand and sexy car hops zoom out on roller skates to bring you your food where it doesn’t matter if they have a vagina, penis, elbow titties or something else because you want your hamburger, freedom fries and a milkshake that brings all the boys to the yard and you want it now so don’t let your law of not giving the same tip to a penis as you would a vagina to influence how much you give them while you secretly are hoping to butter them up to fuck them later at the drive in movie after you’ve ditched Suzie Cream cheese, 🤣*  And they say they have privacy, 😂*

Don’t stop at the baby, never satisfied: eat the pram too!

Moonie snaps a photo of some wildflowers that some might call weeds growing in a dirty crack or division between two segmented pour/poor of concrete on a berm of the pavement in a place called Weed* The seed finds a home in the crack made by thrift of segmenting the public infrastructure so it will not break up or degrade, to last, to as we’ve heard it said, to do the most good for the greatest number at the least expense and those are words of Edward Lee McClain but Judge Cynthia Williams demands that we never went to that school and they have a piece of paper to prove it while they deny us due process and demand we’re nothing* Moonie wanted to get a photo, get proof before some privateer comes along, calls it a weed and rips it out of this crack in Weed because their privacy is more important than a weed growing in a crack in Weed and we even had the foresight to capture/include the street sign in the background that reads Siskiyou*