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Posted on 22 May 2013
A Bed-Time and tuck-in Story...
A Llama Bed-Time Story…
The Beginning…
Once upon a time, a Llama was introduced to a new Zoo to play at. She was taken to the Zoo by an interest of Hers, at the time.
Her previous scum had locked Her gate and built Her fences high so that the slime could be the only one involved with the Llama. However, eventually the Female Llama grew annoyed and tired of being whipped for no reason other than the scum had 'felt like it'; let alone if the scum was actually upset over something.
Eventually, the Female left the scum for a second & final time, and the scum died being hit by something that is still unknown to this day. However, the scum did not die from the accident; but the scum died because the vet clinic mis-managed his medication to get better and they overdosed him.
She fought for the scum’s and Her criases’ rights, because the criases were denied the proper and formal entitlements by their scum's employer. After debating with MANY of the employees of the employer; the Llama went to the Top Commander, of both the fortress, and the vet clinic...eventually having to contact different assemblies for assistance for the Llama's criases' rights from their scum’s death.
The Llama had never known prior, but the scum was actually a mildew in disguise who would purposely take advantage of any situation for the mildew’s benefit; whether or not it hurt someone else was not the mildew’s problem or concern. So after the mildew died in the costume, once the burial took place...well...even prior to the burial...as the Llama was letting the mildew's friends know...let alone after...
In the beginning of the mildew's death; the Llama was told of 6 different costumes by 6 other females of other species whom had been involved with the mildew as courting was occurring. Much more has come to the Llama's attention since that funeral...and it is a daily struggle...let alone the injury the Llama had sustained while used to work by one of Her instructors during Her training period.
When She originally found this new Zoo; she was so enthralled to finally find other animals that were similar to her thought processes. She made it a point to try to learn as much as possible about life in the Zoo and She spent many years learning from birds, a Dragonfly, a Lion, a Wolf, a Tiger, a Lizard, a Snake, a Butterfly, a Doe, many flowers & animals & plants, and so on.
After several years passed, it became time for the Llama to move forward in Her life and She decided to move to another city with a new type of Zoo; but still remaining involved with a Zoo, nonetheless.
The Second Zoo…
Whereas the 1st city’s Zoo taught the Llama a lot of information and safety in the Zoo Lifestyle; the 2nd Zoo was a different beast, altogether. The 2nd Zoo had more Peacocks and a large variety of other species that could not live anywhere near the 1st Zoo (not finding out the reasons til later).
This new Zoo, was larger with a lot more other animals, both large and small. Just as with the 1st Zoo, the Llama did not know anyone; however, over time, She became well known within the 2nd Zoo for a variety of reasons.
1 reason for the Llama being known for Her stubbornness and responsibility felt within to Herself and for Her friends/play friends/relationships within any Zoo surrounding...well...almost any surrounding... Another reason was because though the Llama had many saddles, She had custom saddles that many envied; even if those species were not born to wear saddles, the green was shining from many. Many did not know, understand, or even care that the Llama was frugal and would travel far and wide among the world wide for Her saddles and the best prices because She was not nearly as materialistic as many thought She was.
It was some-what and kind of known by some that the Llama had a undergone an extremely long and weary path that she had to travel, and Her journey was not close to being over at the new Zoo to retire from Her past as hoped; but it was just at the beginning of Her journeys ahead.
Stubborn and yet able to 'easily' (to a degree) maneuver through Her rocky terrain and very rough existence in life [and the different cities and Zoo(s)]; She became well known, unbeknownst to Her, extremely quickly...even by other Zoo animals that She had never seen/heard of prior to meeting/seeing the other Zoo associates within that community...yet...they knew of Her...it scared the Llama for a bit...but over time, She was used to not knowing the animal She was speaking with prior...but the other animal(s) knowing OF Her existence and being...though not actually knowing Her.
In the Llama's personal life, in Her fortress; Her criases were going through issues. As much as She tried to nurse Her criases back to health...neither were going to be the same after a little bit of time and out of no-where; the Llama needed to load everything on Her back that She could carry, and move to another city with a different city and Zoo for Her criases health, welfare, and safety.
The Third Zoo…
The Llama's presence was announced in a few of the newest city’s Zoo social areas, by a variety of other animals, that the Llama's friends were associated with. She quickly became a part of the 3rd city’s Zoo's Life and attended a variety of animal events in that Zoo, just as She had in the 2nd and 1st Zoos. She wanted to learn more about the Zoo Lifestyle, as well as meet new animal friends.
During the time in the 3rd Zoo, the Llama met a Family of 5 Foxes that were filled with Light and knowledge; but T/they were feared and yet, at the same time, desired by many.
The Light-ed Fox Family and the Llama became friends over time and the Llama adored and looked up to the F/foxes as inspirational animals within the Zoo's/s' Lifestyle; as for most of the Llama's life, She had been left to Her own devices, but kept in a very small farm yard.
Learning from all experiences and situations that She had been involved in or a part of; She began to claim Herself as Herself ~ more than any time prior...but lessons were no-where close to being over for this Llama.
She had to repack all that She could, in order to relocate again, for Her criaes' health. She moved again for Her female crias' vet clinic, that was in another state, close to the home state of the two of Her criases. However, whereas the previous move was within a short trek up some trails; the second relocation, the Llama talked with Her male crias about the travels for the female crias. Her male crias wanted to relocate towards his sister, but wanted to be in a location that was familiar.
As the previous city originally moved to was closer to the newest vet clinic for the daughter; the son wanted that particular area because of his friends. Unknowingly, all previous friends were kept away upon return from the Llama's male crias, because of the injuries his sister had sustained from a horrible school of cowboys in a land of McCoy where the Farmers Branch area is; and 3 adult heifer females, who were placed with the care of the Llama's female crias, but had no concern for the little one; and blamed the little one for her being "lost" and found by the policing animals.
Unknown to this day...over 4 years...NOTHING OR ANY information about that event has come to the Llama Mommy’s attention or awareness...
The Return to the Second Zoo…
Stupidly, however, instead of creating a new farmland castle for the Llama and her male crias; She ignorantly co-habitated with Her then, field hand, back in the 2nd city Zoo's area. The field hand claimed that the field hand would submit to all demands of Her, but once the move was finalized; that changed quickly.
The previous comments from the field hand to the Llama for Her to become a professional, grew more and more and more and more and more and more and more fucking annoying to the Llama. When She continued to refuse to go professional, the field hand became very aggravated with the Llama, to the point of extremes.
The final straw that broke the Llama's back was when the field hand pointed a firing weapon in Her face the day after the field hand had called Her vulgar names in front of Her male crias, at dinner.
Not but a few moments after She began to chew into the field hand for aiming at Her face...well...at Her PERIOD...let alone the retarded 'drill' scenario that the field hand was trying to do previously...; her boy crias came home. Looking at the now, former one, at that very second of the key sound of fumbling with the lock of the gate began; she warned the field hand at that second, She would be gone before the end of the week.
Ignorantly on the field hand’s part; the field hand thought that She was joking...until 2 days later...less than 48 hours from the original facing of the weapon...the Llama's helpers came to load everything and She disappeared after only being allowed to take SOME of Her belongings...not all of Her or Her criases' belongings were allowed to be removed as the field hand bowed up and was yelling at the Llama right in Her face and making threats.
Having dealt with a similar personality previously, with the mildew; She decided not to put Herself into any further physical danger and left without everything that She had moved back to that city's area, of Hers, with. However, Her son's safety and Hers were far more important than ANY material possession.
No one except a limited few from the 2nd city's Zoo knew where the Llama would wind up at...same with the 1st Zoo's city...and the 3rd Zoo's city...
After the Llama returned to the 1st city; the Llama found out how Her former field hand, was actually a weasel inside of a costume...EXTREMELY similar to the Llama's criases' father, the mildew...
The weasel contacted everyone that was possible, including the Llama's parents and had a long winded recording of everything that the Llama was a part of or had been a part of within all of the different cities and Zoos. After being confronted by the Llama's parents, the Llama confessed to being a sadistic Llama who enjoyed a wide variety of toys and other animals; including not caring what species another player in the Zoo was...it was all who the other species was inside of their physical being.
Later, the weasel under-went being protected by a universal professional pimp and whore; who then later threw middle school hissy fits because the Llama refused to become a professional Herself. Because the childish pimp and whore could not defend their personal views; they called out to all who were associates of theirs to try to attack the Llama for beginning to talk about why SHE did not become professional and why SHE did not approve of what SHE would not do.
However...sigh...the dumbass pimp and whore thought the speech was directed towards them and NOT in reference to the TOO MANY messages asking Her to be a professional for those who contacted Her...even though She REPEATEDLY went on and on and on about how SHE WAS NOT* a professional...nor did She EVER want to become a professional and why She was annoyed about it.
Being a universally re-known whore and pimp is like McDonald's in a way...really gross...kinda gives you what one may think that they need/want...like McDondald’s…but remember...
"...over a billion served..."
After the debate of retardation to the utmost degree; the Llama walked away from many animals within many different city Zoos because the Llama did not believe that it was/is appropriate to escort a male joey to a Zoo event when it is unknown to the other Fem-ales in the Clubs that those joeys were accustomed to paying for services rendered and here, they were getting a 'free ride'.
The Llama discontinued all associations with prior whores and pimps...especially as time went on after returning to the 1st city...once again...the relocation was for the Llama's criases.
Though, much later...OVER 1.5 YEARS later...the weasel's new target was another type of professional whore so the weasel could become the new whore of the weasel's attention span; a rat.
The rat contacted the Llama, who had repeatedly asked for ANY assistance to retrieve Her items and property. The rat had claimed to be a friend of the Llama, but in the end; irony of ironies; the rat and the Llama met and befriended O/one another when the Llama was comforting the rat about another slut who "...stole my man after I dumped him and didn't even have the courtesy to alert me before world wide{fetlife} changes..."
One random weekend way later, the Llama was visiting the 2nd city Zoo, and saw and spoke with the rat. As the rat continued conversation, the Llama went onto the world wide{fet} and saw that on the present day, not but just a few hours prior to seeing and speaking with the rat; never once did the rat make mention of the weasel until a random animal asked about where the weasel was to the rat; over 40+ minutes after the initial contact between the Llama and the rat began.
Not once were arrangements made between the weasel or the rat with the Llama, until after the initial point in time of when the two joined.
That is...not until the two moved into one nest...THEN and ONLY THEN were there arrangements made for the Llama to be able to retrieve what was stolen out of Her storage area; even after codes were changed...
However, finally; justice was seen as the Llama's belongings were finally returned to Her...kind of...
...much was the weasel's possessions...including the one labeled 'twat' was actually all weasel's child(hood) belongings contained solely in that particular box...and even though unnecessary...the Llama contacted the weasel to alert the weasel of the belongings that remained at the property that the rat and the weasel saw as they delivered and moved the Llama's belongings into a unit.
And the Llama left things alone...though annoyed and at the same exact time...the Llama is SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO AMUSED and laughs HYSTERICALLY because the Llama knows that Her furniture (i.e. bookshelves and dresser and oriental (some with cork)decor and etc.) decorating the rat and the weasel's new nest together...as well as PURE ENJOYMENT comes from seeing the Llama's Axmar collar purchase being used as the weasel's collar for the rat...let alone the shorts and toys and etc. that the Llama purchased and the weasel kept...always a delightful remembrance for the Llama...
Side Note: Glad that the cuffs and collar sets purchased have made donations to the vet bills…
The Return to the First Zoo…
Much time had passed before the corrosion had contacted the Llama and repeatedly requested Her presence in the corrosion's sandbox. The corrosion wanted Her to look around to see all that the corrosion and the sheep had done to create the area for many to visit from the Zoo. Hesitant at first, the Llama finally made the time to visit the sandbox.
Though the sandbox had a unique feature; the Llama had seen much more decorated sandboxes and had offered to assist in creating a better sandbox for everyone within the Zoo. The corrosion had agreed to want the Llama's aid and She moved dirt from a.m. to mid-p.m. even with all of Her medical issues; but at the same time; Her thinking was that She liked to play in the Zoo sandbox, so She should help wherever She could. She assisted with the making an easier trail to the sandbox, She helped someone who needed medical attention, and much more that no one ever knew or would remember even if they DID know.
Unbeknownst to the Llama, She was known to have returned to the 1st city Zoo and many of the other animals of the Zoo were speaking of Her without Her knowledge until much later in time.
She tried to help the sandbox in all ways that She possibly could...and same thing with the entire city's community Zoos...in any way possible...no one really 'knew' and/or cared about the amount of time and effort that the Llama offered and sacrificed, whereas others did nothing, or they only created further obstacles for different events for the Zoo.
When the Llama first return to the Zoo and started to repeatedly attend the sandbox; a beached whale appeared out of no-where while the Llama was speaking with a dirty piece of garbage and whole trash canned group, associated with the used condom. Out of the deep blue yonder, a beached whale whimpered and cried as if the whale was a newborn infant because, as the beached whale claimed, a man that the beached whale had played with, in the sandbox, and with the stalker; had allowed all sorts of horrible and non-consensual play within the sandbox.
After listening to the beached whale's ocean canary whines and cries; the used condom took the Llama aside to convince the Llama to protect the beached whale because of how pathetic the whale appeared to be and how the used condom would take the beached whale into the used condom's trash can; but the used condom's trash can was almost at the point of spilling onto the road between the used condom's opossum, raccoon, lemmings, and etc.; the used condom could not add another piece of trash to the used condom's trash can as the can was no-where close to being big enough to handle a beached whale.
The Llama begrudgingly took the beached whale under protection and being dumb, the Llama was asked to mediate between the man, the stalker, and the beached whale; in order to straighten out whatever situation occurred between the 3, as per the used condom's request; as well as at the request of the sandbox's corrosion's and sheep's request.
After speaking and spending time with the beached whale, the stalker, and the man; the Llama found out that the truth was; the beached whale had not disclosed the medical issues or triggers to the man or stalker. The male was the ONLY one who was not guilty of doing anything wrong as the stalker had not negotiated with the whale and the beached whale lied and refused disclosure even though asked.
Shortly after as that night, the Llama met the whip that played with the beached whale, even though the beached whale was being protected by the Llama and knew that the #1 rule to remain under Her protection in the Zoo was: No allowance of ANY FORM OF PLAY WITH ANYONE without the protecting’s approval.
Within that same one week period, the beached whale played with the whip and started to claim romantic feelings and attachment to the whip. The whip apologized, for the whip was not informed of the Llama's supposed protecting role, until the morning after, when the whip and the whale awoke from slumber, after playing.
Time went on as the Llama re-acclimated to the old city; She met a couple of new creatures who loved each other, but wanted to play with someone too. Though promised exclusivity from them, within 2 weeks of involving all within all's lives; the barnacle of the two arranged a play scene with another without the Llama's knowledge or consent. She waited until the play time was over before going to leave the sandbox after ending things, but She was convinced by the pariah to remain involved with everything.
Driven stupidly by desire for the pariah more-so than the barnacle and even though cheating on their side occurred; the Llama remained loyal after much conversation had taken place. The group played regularly and the barnacle begged for a rear play scene...seven inches of purple passion later...the barnacle was quaking as the barnacle recovered from the massive explosion. The pariah was only good for licking up a clam shell as the pariah knew what Females enjoy...and the pariah reveled in juices flowing exponentially...other than that...it was pretty much a: wham bamm thank you ma'ams...
As time went on and all grew closer, it was known of a truppled existence within the Zoo. However, not all was sunshine and lollipops within the group as the barnacle became fond of the Llama and tried to force a consummation. The pariah discussed with the Llama how the barnacle went from being concerned of the pariah's opinions to not caring about anything; so the Llama asked what the pariah's requests were. The only requests were: 1.) not in the barnacle and pariahs' residence/bed for the first consummation, and 2.) never with young ones around.
The Llama promised and kept true to Her words.
As the barnacle told the Llama one morning after they all spent an evening together that She "...was supposed to sleep with..." the barnacle the prior night because the pariah and barnacle had discussed everything being ok...just "forgetting" to include the Llama in that conversation...the Llama was stunned and shocked.
Disgusted, She responded how She was not a middle eastern camel, but She was an American Llama...and there was/is a MASSIVE difference between the rights for a middle eastern camel and an American Llama...and She was and is extremely proud to be an American Llama.
After very minimal communication over the next week; the group met to finally speak as a whole. However, the barnacle refused to remove the barnacle's eyes from the computing device. Later, the barnacle removed the presence from the back area, away from the pariah and the Llama, to go bathe; before the barnacle began expecting the Llama and the pariah to meet the barnacle in the couple's sleeping quarters.
After much time passed, the Llama grew more and more irritated and though the pariah tried to keep the Llama and convince the Llama to stay; the Llama was too infuriated by the lack of respect, so She removed Herself from the residence after saying a'du to the barnacle, and giving one last final hug and kiss to the pariah. Then the Llama went to her path to leave and never return.
Many weeks had passed and the three were not usually seen in any vicinity of the pariah and/or the barnacle. Many asked the Llama what transpired between the 3, but the Llama would neither confirm nor deny anything because She wanted to keep things private as far as all that transpired between the Llama, the barnacle, and the pariah.
That was not possible as many weeks later, as well as several play times between the pariah and the barnacle with other animals within the sandbox of the Zoo; the Llama had Her first play scene in the sandbox since the ending of the triad.
All who attended the sandbox that weekend were privy to a 1 Female Llama and 4 other female animals and heifer gang-bang on a masochistic carnival ride...nothing the carnival ride was not accustomed to...however...the play time in the sandbox echoed to the far depths of the world to where to hogs live among themselves and enjoy rolling in their feces, of the pariah and barnacles' residence...then...the written discussions began...and the acting crews and groups came out in droves, like lemmings.
Though initially, the Llama was quiet about everything when the group ended as all that She did was remove the pariah and the barnacle from Her status with others within a world wide Zoo community. There was nothing more that the Llama had written about or said prior to a celebration at the sandbox one summer day.
Unbeknownst to the Llama, as She mingled with other animals at the sandbox; the barnacle and the pariah were complaining to the used condom and the corrosion and the sheep and anyone who would basically listen to their snorts, about how rude the Llama was being rude/mean/vindictive/evil/torturing/etc. at the gathering because She was speaking loudly.
Later, the Llama was told of how the pariah and barnacle wrote about how inconsiderate the Llama was at the gathering because when She was using Her tobacco, She allowed the leftovers fly all the way from in front of the Llama to waaaay behind Her and landing in their trough...yet...instead of (intelligently) pushing away from the feeder; -and possibly even a chance to get some movement/exercise; the barnacle and the pariah remained at the trough, continued to eat all of the feeder, and never stopped to remove a snout to clean off a single thing.
...ash trays are WONDERFUL devices...whether it is made of cow hide...pig skin...human...etc....whatever! (outside only of course...one would not want to damage the decorations...right...? ;-P) One should ALWAYS be mindful of where one's tobacco flies to when the wind blows randomly and the others are behind you and you are not aware until after a writing...because a Llama has the powers to control the air...yuppers... o_O
Also, at the same gathering, the Llama played a practical joke with a guerrilla who had played practical jokes on the Llama as well as many other animals within the Zoo of that city. Thinking that it would be ok to joke in return, the Llama "bought" time with the guerrilla and told the guerrilla that the guerrilla "...owed Her {Me} sexual favors..." before rubbing on the guerrilla and then leaving. It was not until much later that the guerrilla became a gorilla and screamed at the
Llama for calling the guerrilla '...a bitch...slave..." etc....
Before the Llama could respond, the guerrilla retreated to the back of the sandbox. The Llama spoke with the corrosion and the sheep about what occurred and was told that the guerrilla "...is a different bird..." and that the guerrilla "...doesn't take jokes well..."
Then why does the guerrilla play jokes on others if the guerrilla cannot take a joke on it?
"...is a different bird..." was repeated to the Llama and She was told to wait 2 weeks before talking with the guerrilla and to be sure that She gave enough time for the guerrilla to "cool off" as corrosion recommended; She waited 4 weeks instead of 2 weeks.
Once the guerrilla saw the Llama, and when the Llama saw the gorilla; T/they were both outside and the guerrilla became a gorilla, once again, this time it was instant. Hooping and grunting before the first assault to the Llama, knocking Her to the cement before She stood back up to explain that She was trying to apologize for a misunderstanding before the gorilla rammed into Her chest. Again the Llama was knocked to the cement before She re-established Her footing before the final blow from the gorilla.
She readjusted Herself before returning inside the sandbox to talk with the sheep. The following day, the Llama approached corrosion about the guerrilla and corrosion promised an apology from the guerrilla because corrosion noticed that the guerrilla "...was looking depressed..." after She left.
She said that She would wait...and wait so did the Llama...and wait...and wait...and wait...and wait...
The Llama would randomly contact the corrosion and the sheep to ask what was happening with the guerrilla. Repeatedly,
She was told that She would have something from the guerrilla "...in just a short bit..." -over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again...
She finally broke Her silence and the Llama contacted one whom She thought was a friend, but ended up being nothing more than a poser-wanna-be.
...then came the asking of what would one do...never once did the Llama mention the sandbox...not once did the Llama name the guerrilla or the sheep or the corrosion by name or insinuation unless one knew what happened...
Instead of answering the question as to why there was no apology as promised; the corrosion and the sheep and all sorts of heifers and whales and bulls in china shops and falsifiers and walruses and manatees and hogs and etc. came out of the wood-works to make remarks of how it was the Llama's fault for Her being hit by the gorilla because She had cornered the guerrilla in the completely open back area of the sandbox-where the guerrilla had ample opportunity to walk away...but...instead...it was STILL the Llama's negligence that lead to Her being shoved and hit...
...once again...
o_O
...
So it was later proclaimed by corrosion how the Llama and the guerrilla were banned from the Zoo's sandbox for 1 month and no speaking of the event until after 1 month...even though guerrilla resided at the sandbox...some how the guerrilla would not be attending anything having to do with the sandbox and the Zoo. o_O Corrosion also stated that guerrilla would apologize before the month ended...6+ days after the new month began from the ending time frame; the Llama stated Her resignation of association with the 1st city's Zoo's sandbox before later in the day, even though the Llama stated refusal to anything with the sandbox...corrosion stated that She was banned...even though She already stated Her refusal to return...or associate...or anything...
...kinda like firing someone after they have already quit...it doesn't work...'sorry'...-ish...
Many moons come and pass through the evenings' skies...many suns have returned and then disappeared before one's very eyes...and then...the Llama has been made aware that She is continuously being one of the top topics of conversation within the sandbox and the city Zoo...yet...She...She has continued on and made Herself focus on more important situations...She has moved on...
Once again...many suns fly over-head and many moons wane and wax...and once again...repeatedly...by many animals of the Zoo...how She is STILL a top topic of conversation at the sandbox...
...and it went on...and repeated...and more animals spoke of the Llama causing drama...yet She spoke of the Zoo's sandbox, not ever past the ending...yet...She is ..."still causing drama"...
?
...ok...
So...not too much longer...after the continuous reminder of the Llama being a conversation novelty piece...She was with Her fly-boy to look at books...after...as usual...She wanted Her drug of choice...the most important fuel of the day for ANY
Llama...
COFFEE!!! ;-P
As the Llama and Her fly-boy were turning the corner to attend the watering hole; something familiar caught the Llama's attention. There was a large group of creatures that reminded the Llama of the animals within the sandbox.
...sigh...
She was correct in Her initial thoughts and alerted Her fly-boy of the on-coming animals of the Zoo.
Her fly-boy watched as scat approached the Llama and covered Her with the scat energy with a false and fake half-heart-ed hug and welcome to the group. Scat invited the Llama and Her fly-boy to join the other scum of the bottom of toes of the group after the Llama and Her fly-boy retrieved Their drinks.
Laughing hysterically, the Llama explained scat's connection to pariah and barnacle and the sandbox and the Zoo. Her fly-boy chuckled in amusement; however, by the end of the time at the watering hole Her fly-boy was in pure disgust of the blubber-ous corpulence and plumpness actually on land and some-what able to move.
Even though it was completely obvious that even though the Llama and Her fly-boy were not involved within the main conversation of the herd; it was extremely apparent that the Llama was the topic being discussed...
When one animal is raising it obese limbs to point directly at the trim and athletic Llama and laugh after whispering something among the flock; one is not being inconspicuous...
And when the Llama stated that ANY animal could approach Her about any issues concerning Her...She was ignored...and the treatment continued...
The Llama had always been upfront with Her vet medical treatments; however, was teased because She was forth-coming with all. Even though other animals had worse diseases and ailments, because the Llama was completely open about it all; the other Zoo animals looked like chimpanzees laughing...
EDIT: Change chimpanzees to hyenas...chimpanzees have far too much intelligence and mobility and agility in comparison to the crap molded into a physical "form"...
The Llama and Her fly-boy watched as the same herd of rolls sat and huddled together as they shoveled mess into their holes; completely ignore and not even acknowledge a potential new member for the Zoo and the sandbox.
However, since the flock was too busy making fun of the Llama and not owning up to their garbage, even though claims of honor, integrity, morals, and etc. are proclaimed and shouted from the safety of behind a computer screen and/or mobile device...
...as just previously written...: ...are proclaimed and shouted from the safety of behind a computer screen and/or mobile device... ~ and not TO the actual other animal (in this case, the Llama) within the Zoo...even though given ample time/opportunity...
The animals of the 1st city's Zoo and those associated, have now taken the Llama being the cause of the drama...as "usual"...to a laughable low…
...but also...now all billy-bad-ass-wanna-bes have now proven that their truthful mentality of a baby kitten who is still suckling upon it's mommy's teat; is rampantly prevalent among all animals/lemmings/sheeple/garbage/etc.
However, also showing lack of compassion as a major amount of pain instantly struck the Llama from a surprise emergency vehicle; and Her fly-boy was the only one to offer assistance to the traveler; far off in the distance and up a hill...all knowing what She suffers from...
Leather, huh?
...maybe it would be better if you were transformed into it...
Just sayin'...maybe then there might be something worth-while from that being...
The Ending…err…End of 1 Area…Beginning of Another Area…
...and She...the Llama...?...
She moved on to bigger and better while the filthy creatures still roll around and within their own filth and bitterness...
...and She smiles...
…and She laughs...
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I was simply joking around as to the timeframe of toying with different writing styles that day of 22 May 2013, however such an ironic twist as to such factors at this point in time of 28 November 2021.
However, who is my Flyboy if that is a situation to consider as to the oddities in multiple ways? Since there is not any sexuality in reference to the posting, what oddities....what oddities...hypothetically...of course...which areas of which proverbial zoos could see such factors for themselves in an honest review of such situations as to what I obviously wrote as a fictional story...back in the year of 2013...any prophetic portions anyone can see?
I suppose I can make a sarcastic joke about coffee, however as to the current times...there is not the proverbial character of Henry directly involved in my life...obviously...that would require that in person together face to face in person factor...ha...ha...ha...
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