Aciphex = Pronounced 'AssEffects'

Congratulations Oronym The Clown : A Burning, Bad Taste & Belching Solution Needs To Have The Sound "Ass" In It.

But not those of the people who developed it, own it, named it or market it.

Doctor Side Effects says watch for: "headache, diarrhea, nausea, vomiting, and abdominal pain, pain, sore throat, gas, infection, and constipation."

Brown nose much lately?

I'd feel like heaving it up after looking into that particular face.

Perhaps a change in liff-style is in order?

In every event, it's really a Brand name that struck me into laughter.

Ask, is this a mistake that went unvetted?

More likely, I feel, based on my previous experience, the name was birthed with the best of intentions, but as it was wrangled through sooo many documents, committees and meetings and casual conversations, e.g.:

Hey Douglas, how aggressive is your TV campaign to launch AssEffects?

Within a month AssEffects will be in the faces of millions of daytime viewers.

So, somewhere along the line, a random or cog of some sort heard it and knew it to be bogus.

Most just suppressed the knowledge out fear - the usual little ones.

But there were likely a few, one or two who had to suppress violent laughter and said the word at ever opportunity.

Making their working day just that much more bearable.

Or was it a daring jest by a covert corporate clown?

Dick Names Bad Breath Drug: AssEffects - To See If Anyone Notices?

Evil Clown

Nonce word: ?, never mind, you'll never hear it again.

- Litotes The Clown, Evil Clown Dictionary

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'America' Is America's Porn Name

Readily will I display the intestinal fortitude required to fight on to the objective and complete the mission, though I be the lone survivor... Do you mind if I keep my socks on?

I can now more effectively segment my life.

Thanks to the drugs and the army training.

For instance: on my facebook profile I neglect to post about the drug deal/hockey game/you owe me sex fall-out/screaming match; and in my journal I take it for granted that I am beyond hating hockey – I just don't care – our out-of-town/foreign mercenaries bought and paid for by billionaires are better than your commercialized athlete-of-fortune hired by billionaires. I mean, fcuk, I can't even give a shit.

What I am basically talking about is compartmentalization – without the psychosis.

Being able to accept (laugh) at the contradictions without identifying with any of them or losing yourself (or myself) in one or another or interstitial zones of between.

It's not that I ever believed in a Platonic ideal – it's that I thought I was a Platonic ideal.

That or the poor shit-heel chained in the cave or the monkey of it's own shadow.

So now everywhere I lie and I speak the truth.

Only the wise-asses know the tell of it.

I can sit on a stack of Bibles and cut off your legs just below the knee with a cunning phrase, or I can disembowel my own truth with a few choice words.

Today it was 21/69 and girl-woman at the register was wearing an armless winter coat (in this heat).

Her only fat was mammary perking her nipples and trying to create dimples on her bum. Poor objectified thing.

How I would like to help her cock the leakage in her segmentation.

It's good to be whole.

Evil Clown

Jesus was my bastard son: back when we worshipped the sun.

- Litotes The Clown

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Looking For A Straw In A Stack Of Needles

Simulate The Simulacrum You Damn Dirty Ape Of Your Carbon-Paper Ideals!

Knock, knock. Who Is There.

You, who you think of as yourself as is trapped like a marionette, like a, like a... clown marionette held by a mountebank, in a recursive spiral, a badly phrased subroutine who's GIGO is the capitulation of of of of of estrangement of self of of audience... Who are you pretending to be again again?

Endogenous information; what a jester's joke: a self-help book that wrote itself is a publisher's wet dream of an editor's worst nightmare.

Proto[con]science grasps at the macro-contexuality and fumbles for the micro-emergent quintessence of the nexus. Is second-order cybernetics yet scheduled to be too passé?

But how can we tell when whether or not one of use has have had an or the original vicarious experience?

One of us is so tired of making this shit up that we don't care anymore.

Evil Clown

Idiolect: n, You are a Special person!

- Litotes The Clown, Evil Clown Dictionary

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Sacrifice Is a Joy - Is a Blessing

Can Clowns Become Saints Able to Sacrifice and be Eligible to Accept Some Lord's Extra-Special Blessing?

Jesters and Harlequins, a mythos must demand the sacrifice of all things or n'er will it have power commensurate to consume the faith and the faithful, a binding unto everlasting covenant of non-being.

The Korban demanded that of that weakling Abraham and those milksops Alma and Amulek waiting upon the convenient, but noticeably late, invading Lamanite mob bode us, and embolden us, nothing.

My Mountebanks real and imagined, genuine and obscured, remember simply this: a kiss is but a hiss, a sigh but an 'oh my', jealousy's not hate, and bashing in a pate, hearts beat of puss and coagulates, as time slides by.

Think you now of Jesus Christ, pinned two left and right, dropped from Dad's ubiquity, forced into premature liquidity.

Forget philosophy you Wit and follow your own tit as practical Pranksters of Elder Godssss...

In this last dimension of verity, many monkeys and Viziers lost their lives and ears; So long, farewell, Auf Weidersehen, goodbye... and made it sacrilicious for the trope troupe, which is of us.

Now, solomonly, the truth ushers in the gifts of an ethereal empyrean [Praise them!]. And mind well will we the truth withall so as to be pristine as worthy for all that will befall.

But, be warned, forget the not the sacrifice.

Evil Clown

iN A NATION OF RETARDS, A CLOWN IS SCARED TISHLESS.

- Litotes The Clown


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I'm Perfectly Sane = Imperfectly Sane

Stop Clowning Around; Reasons To Be An Evil Clown, 221 - 230





221. Quit while you're getting head

222. Your mother is a whore. My pimp told me so

223. More Homeomorphism

224. Malice is to love as wind is to fire, it extinguishes the small and kindles the great

225. American Idol is the Devil's workshop

226. Silly kids – trixs are for whores

227. Even from the box of my emotional compartimentalization I want to beat my fists to bloody stumps half way down my forearms... and laugh, laugh, laugh

228. Don't get your panties in a twist sugar britches, just get me another beer

229. Every cloud has a silver binding

230. Jesus slept

Evil Clown

Life is a dog and peony show.
- Litotes The Clown


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