I would ambush thee at waking would I yes I would, but first I’d have to pee and brush my teeth and do the thousand things my flesh is heir to or oh the airs it has. Inherent in this: Insecurity in the member can’t remember where it timbered last, a joke you know. A joke. Ajoke ajoke ajoke most serious told and ill-intended there you go now getting sacred and profane to feign an insincerity so blasé ain’t it, ain’t it, ain’t I cool, removed and doable but no, unnoticed goes the motion. Ha! A pun. I’ve done it. Not much lately everywhen or ever, neverafter it has seemed.