Gospel 147 ~Will Vs. St. Patrick~

Last week didn’t I say something about MAGA Hats? Now I want to punch myself for wearing a green hoody. Money green as the Day Job puts it. More like sickly green I hate getting out of bed. How far is Ireland to start a new life. Will Vs. St. Patrick

Wednesday, November 25, 2020

Gospel 147 ~Will Vs. St. Patrick~

Forgive Me Echo,
I AM a Billionaire right now, so I should be used to green. Do you remember when I said I’m done with McDonald’s after getting food poisoning… how many times? Anyway, I needed a snack after going out today, and no, it was not by any choice, ha-ha. Inspector, I believe it was Kermit who said it ain’t easy being green. Still, I would rather be rich than sick. I want to be wealthy than jealous of every little thing. Killmonger said it must feel good. Tonight as with most nights, I’m exhausted with minimal effort, yeah.

Pondering, what does any of this have to do with St. Patrick? From a quick read, he is the patron saint of Ireland, and he’s known to have banished snakes. Talk about not doing my research right. All I know is, I bought two green hoodies today, both for the Day Job, no fun ever. Of “Two Of The Lucky Ones,” no, I’m not one. Neither am I the Fortunate One. For damn sure, I wish I was dressed like “The One.” Yes, I know Grammarly is going to ding my ask for saying one so many times. If I were a good writer, I wouldn’t be suffering right now. Yes, I’m being a bit dramatic, but “Humiliations Galore” are becoming a way of life. Okay, I should stop talking about them, but I need something to sing about to get to bed sometime soon. Or I could and should stop lying to NaNoWriMo and having to make up counts.

Now I always do Inspector Echo. If you add in what I meant to do last night and tonight, well damn, we are looking at three-thousand, so I should be proud. Nope, because I still have to read; I only hope Goodreads counts the paltry amount I read only tonight. Nothing I have been doing has qualified me for sainthood. Spending everything on Eric Vall because I’m still scared of A.J. Markam and especially K Webster. You don’t know how hard I was fighting such terror at the Day Job. Okay, I failed plenty, Inspector. Nothing of this line of thinking holds any weight on St. Patrick. I only know Saint’s Row and St. Raphael as I put him in my novel. Please don’t ask me why ever Inspector Echo.

I’m just sorry and tired… sick? Will Vs. St. Patrick

I Will Have No Fear

Episode 277 ~Green Around The Willie~

Still all about these redheads today and more so my green, how did Lance say in GTA, “your green and my dead brother’s white lad.” and yes I know he was referring to drugs, but we all have our sickening vices. Green Around The Willie

Thursday, April 4, 2019

Episode 277 ~Green Around The Willie~

WARNING, 18+, READER DISCRETION ADVISED

Come In Dirty Diana,
How To Make One Million Dollars, I suppose being ALIVE was Adam’s paycheck. For naming all the animals in the Garden Of Eden. I should work on my names and titles; this one was gross. Only less than “Blue Waffle” and is Fleshlight’s “Classic Pink Lady” crude, sounds classy Dirty Diana.

So when I dream about green, besides shoving Ruby’s panties aside. It was more to the point of my fantasies being slightly “sick” by “usual” standards. You know I’m reading “The Secret,” and I’m still listening to all my other motivations. All suggest you act as though you have what you want. Okay, I AM a Millionaire, (aim for what you want, I promised a million by September). Anyway, I AM going to Carson City, Nevada, that’s where all the brothels are. Now there’s one, the Mustang Ranch and a particular suite The Princess Room. However, what sort of man would choose such a room? There are, of course, other bordellos. The Moonlite Bunny Ranch and what is it with redheads and me these days? Nevertheless possibly my “worst” fantasy is that of “Ravishment” shudders.

I should calm down but remember how I’m all about redheads, Alice Little, Ruby Rae. There’s Courtney Carmody who I’ve done more “business” with these days. I’m sticking with the positive vibes. Again I AM a Millionaire; I AM a Pimp, I AM Powerful. You know the type of power it would take to get some of the hottest cosplayers to work for me. How much green do you think that would require. There is always more from guys like me. Diana, that of course, is the dream. Still these days it’s sickening to look at a woman as; there are some choice words. Well hell in my case I’m pretty damn good Dirty Diana.

There was a time I was all into getting down and dirty outside. One of the very few reasons I’m into camping, fishing. Making love under the stars or fucking like beasts in the grass. What about my “bad” ideas of voyeurism? However, these days the only thing I’m lusting for is “Dolla Dolla bill y’all.” That’s all I was doing at work today. I have created a playlist about my abundance of money, affirmations of wealth. I felt no fear of spending it today on Court. I’ll get the MILF to talk to me again at some point. Pretty women Green Around The Willie.

I Will Have No Fear