Psychobabble Bubble Gum

- Apophysis - No Postwork -

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Walking down the boulevard the other day, past all the store fronts hawking their wares, pitching their pre-chewed pablum to the pavlov's dogs that permeate our rat pack, I came to the electron go-betweens, dosing myself with politically correct buzz words while passing the vacuum tubes filled with vacuum heads.

Each podium imparting their perception in turn, conflicting with each other, but seemingly uncaring of that fact as long as hair was coifed beyond scoff and the sensors detected a warm body within optimum message reception. With my newly-implanted, upgraded, flash memory flush with flimflam I dissipated into the hopped-up hordes, vacating my vantage point to another.

Stepping away, I was distracted by a mild tugging amid the gesticulating and jostling, looking down I found that my impediment would conspire to perturb, bedevil, and impede my enjoyment of the festive season. Bubble gum, ... CRAP, CRAP, CRAP, ... Some imbicile left bubble gum to besmirch my bemusement. Well, then, we shall see about that ... I began devising my defilement of parking lot civility.
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Oh, I almost forgot ... Happy Holidays to you and yours this season.

Thanks to DarkAngel764 for her gradient "Neon Pink" From 'apo-grads-01' .. which I pilfered while chatting her up.