How to wiseabove to my world, girls:

KODEXXII:

King of Sole am I: I’m in the lowest universe or one of ‘em, Chubby Checker; can’t go any higher til I passed. Que cera cera. So pack yore cooler, toots! We gawn for a ride! Literally AAAND figuratively!! On the weekends, doll, absolutely no Hawaiian kenpo!! Write, write, write!!! I got the most fantastically, neet-O-cool-large-library in the tower, very-top-tier. Don’t we ALL have desires and fantasies we wanna fulfill?? We’ll do ‘em!!! ALL of ‘em!!! God never runs outta paper nor pens. Though we stay for only 222 hours, the T.W.A. (‘alt.time-warp’ - an old airline in the ancient 70s) sez different:

In this institution called our eternity, a special ‘RAF-Spitfire-kinda-dame’ who’s extra-Bon Vivant-pair dice; wonderfull without the explicit prefix. Lemme describe her; lemme pen wot she tells: zealous, rebellious, infectious, bodacious, obnoxious, audacious, pristine-crevices-NRG with all the effusive, fade-resistant-fringe-benefits (a lil’ samba-withe-salsa, too). Is that you? Welcome aboard.

‘Nuffa tht. My-gigantic-BOMB!astic-future-home-world; slightly smaller than Betelgeuse, an even more fantastic, 121-level-subtle-maze under our large school to test their Aikido/Jujitsu skills. The girls who discern THIS is the path they wish2travel, after arriving at the small n’box after a titanic investment? REST! SCHLEEPITZZZ! (<- pretty sure that’s German) After 2-3? days, wanna get’m acclimated, they then go into the caverns to search-and-find THREE ‘pink slips’ (paper or clothing) in their 5-hour-time-limit daily/111-year-journey. Don’t find any? No prob: practice for the arts is crucial. Exactly why we peruseD’universe ...and some of ‘em ain’t too nice. When you stop by my Hillbilly ElitE Dojo, I’ll explain more. Yes, ma’am! We have wacky-sack to test their reflexes/speed, too!!!

While lvl 1 is the easiest, more difficult as you descend of course - though I’ll be right beside you to help you to negative 15. Explore spooky towns, underground ruins, medieval ninjas, kooky spies and clumsy killers straight from the Abyss! Even the Devil at ‘the Dusk Diner’ who wants U2Seymoe; I’ll even teach how to block a ray gun with yore immortal hands: unique how we repel. While there ain’t no end to the savvy fantasy, testing is raw and bizarre making you invincible after 111ish years. You’ll be quite proficient in escrima/nunchucks/sai, bo (and ground fighting) ...yet I’d prefer you’d use yore lethal hands first if you don’t mind.

DO NOT be proud at my school. DO NOT. Antithesis of humility. I’ve seen haughtiness far, far, far too many times in my martial-arts-experience: their attitude is repulsive/utterly disgusting to I. If anyone does this at my school, you have set  yore own fate; now, girls, you must travel throughout the solar system picking-up 21 items which I’ll explain before you can return. ‘22nd’ has to do with German Messr. Schitz

*God’ll give to us spacefarers? a BIG reward depending on how BIG our love was and is now - love for God/love for humanity/Ubiquitous Space Beings [like a USB: plug-it-in for moe]; I believe God has many universes, too: 55? 77 billion? 999 centillion?? We live in one; why we must explore and seek-out, not just remain passive, like, ‘this is Heaven so I can take it easy’. Not. In H.E.E.D, passion for indelible souls takes top priority: you must be kind to the younglinz. DO NOT be proud. DO NOT. If I see or hear of it, that’s your warning. Again? Pack your crap. You’re outta here.

While we’ll have a lotta time (111-hours-per-day),

only 4 bodacious, ostentatious structures on the world:

a bumper-car arena to take-away the stress,

my Big Ol Magnificent Mansion (d’B.O.M.M),

1 school located on the Far Side and

a 111-thousand-sq-ft-mansion not too far-away for sorority girls.

Hundreds! thousands! trillions! of different adventures:

goofy, groovy, gritty, gnarly, full-throttle-quests,

each one of ‘em  yooNeek  just on this planet alone!!

We can even fly on giant quetzalcoatlus if we tire!!

...and a launching-pad for my exceptional Raww!kuss

...and gobbsa better than Churn-java-chunk-ice-cream

which I’ll serve in copious amounts to you in the cozy cottage after we ski.

Why? I’m yore loving servant who only wants 2CUB gratified forever.

KODEXX:

 111-extra-miles-circumference: two worlds, two inexhaustible ‘earths’.

These worlds bask withe brilliance in each other’s Luminescent Light -

we have LoveSeats all over the 111-acre-property for viewing the

 Wondrous Love these two, gorgeous globes produce.

No getting bored, child, if you go where I go.

You’re most invited, girl. HintHint

NOTE!

N’DEXXs the proprietor;

N’JEXXs the barkeep -

superior-UXJanus-holograms

at the ᴙongway tavern

you’ll kindly see below

in the shortFXion of

‘Here’s The Deal’, girls.

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