SergeantLynch

2.


Because some darker toned egg producers are reasonably cute.



Whereas cosmetically, medically and surgically inspired non-egg producers can only TIUTA.



Though at the end of the proverbial day, all a part of life's rich tapestry.

SergeantLynch

The pork sausage also exists as a fundamental cognitive and structural principle.


The principle of not consuming pork sausages is somewhat less fundamental, but an acquired principle nonetheless.


If we apply logic to the ham, then there is no fundamental cognitive and structural principle that dictates the impossibility of messianic portraiture.

SergeantLynch

I therefore assume in the interests of academic study, that your breasts are perfectly symmetrical.


I think that FLRW also ponders this in moments of extreme Borgninism.


Someone has to do the research.

SergeantLynch

Well, some might argue that the base purpose of the endocrine system is bodily behaviour.


Some might further argue, that concepts such as morality, empathy, affiliation and trust are intellectual labels that some time later, we applied to bodily behaviour.


Certainly amazing that it all evolved from a primeval particulate soup.

SergeantLynch

Yes, the durations between points of mental and physical reference are surely events.


Birth and Death.


Or getting on the bus in my home town, getting off in Shrewsbury, or getting off back in my home town.


Or was it locking my front door and unlocking my front door.


I suppose that I could identify a thousand points of reference, probably more.


Blinking...On average, we perform approximately 900 blinking events per hour.


So if we estimate that my Shrewsbury event had a duration of 5 hours, then we can break that down into approximately 4500 blinking events alone.






SergeantLynch

The base inspiration of all human activity is the endocrine system.


Etching bullets is art.


People are hormonally inspired by art, just as they are by guns.


Not sure what a ruahe is.

SergeantLynch

Took a ride yesterday with Mrs SergeantLynch (AKA Mrs Zed) into our nearest big town, namely Shrewsbury....To do some some shopping, have some lunch, and generally ogle some cute babes in tight leggings...Only to be confronted by a mob of parading rainbow warriors banging drums and making a general nuisance of themselves...Fat ladies with big boots, bewigged bozos in miniskirts and fishnets and an accompanying horde of variously clad sycophants.


Managed to purchase two very nice pictures and some clothes from various charity shops though, and the bus rides there and back were enjoyable. So not a bad time of it really.


Such was Saturday morning 27 9 2025.



Hmmmm. I must make it clear that Mrs SergeantLynch, doesn't ogle...Well I assume not.