HERRRRRRE'S JOHNY!

After that July 4th, 1973 dance and pancake breakfast at Mt Hood's TIMBERLINE LODGE, Eric Jaderholm and I pulled over downstream from Government Camp and broke out the G6' fly rods near Brightwood. The small creek there running down fast along Rt.26 looked about like that mountain creek which cascades rapidly down hill from the SUNDANCE lodge. But there were a couple hot babes from Poland with us, and mostly, I just wanted to show off my graceful casting skills; even if the clear as gin snow melt waters didn't look all that promising. So I stepped up onto a large boulder stage platform and slowly and carefully presented Ken McLeod's standard #12 royal coachman into the furthest pool, and to my own great surprise, I started hauling in one really fat G6" rainbow trout after another. While pretending not to notice the female gasps in my own private 3-way audience standing behind me.

The Mt Hood area is where they make that famous bing cherry syrup bottled in those long neck cock sucker bottles. So I'm going to have to go with the boy's 3-way EZE.10 big-wheel ride along the lodge's hardwood floors and 666 sided vagina pattern carpets in THE SHEENING prophecy as confirmation of STARBUCKS free cake job suckers that represent the bloody bing cheery juice tsunami in the film's 42 months period trailer at:
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When you watch the film's little boy speaking in tongues with my GSR/TWN index finger, using the alien voice of TONY'S frozen mystic pizzas, who represents my own son Andrew who broke his EZE.37 bones up there one snowy winter in the 80s, you will finally get why Charlie did that hilarious "nigger cook" bit on Will Ferral's Internet comedy site. What could be more funny than seeing a George Bush look alike role playing my black sidekick getting a cake sucker job in some hotel room?

I mean think about it. You're this really polite part Jewish neo con Texas Evangelical icon, a rough Americano version of that high society figure in the lodge's really queer red bathroom scene. Who doesn't give a rat's ass that your everyman knows that Obama REDRURMed his homosexual church choir boy lover, or that this Chicago Chinatown abomination of desolation born in Africa has desecrated the White House, doesn't that make you just another inexcusable guilty-as-sin abuser of your innocent grandchildren's future?

GSR/TWN