I am f#cked up.!, my f#ck has gone up.!
I am a hard man-u-pura.
Manchester – man-chi-steer.
With a second ball & a third yellow solar sail on the water.
My fork is tuned to the third tone, mi or man.
I am a man united.
I am a man united, a red “deval” with a horn.
A red “Do – (IV) – al”, 1,4,6.
A devotee, “do – (IV) – ti”, 1,4,7.
Do, re, mi, fa, sol, la, ti.
I speek of a word which is the most versatile, a word which can be used as verb, an adjective, a noun etc.
I’m speeking of the word f#ck.
Fraud: I got f#cked at the used car lot.
Ingnorance: f#cked if I know.!
Trouble: I guess I am f#cked.
Aggression: f#ck you.!
Displeasure: what the f#ck is going on?
Difficulty: I can’t understand this fucking job.!
Incompetence: he is a f#ck-off.
Suspicion: what the f#ck is he doing.?
Enjoyment: I had a f#cking good time.
Hostility: I am going to knock your f#cking head off.!
Request: get the f#ck out of here.
Greeting: how the f#ck are you.!
Apathy: who gives a f#ck.
Innovation: get a bigger f#cking hammer.!
Surprise: f#ck you scared the shit.. Out of me.
Anxiety: today is really f#cked.!
I am f#cked up. 😊