Imagine my surprise when I found these biscuits, the Turkish version of the mini Moon Pie, which originated in the coal mines near Chattanooga, "They are legendary, they are mythical, but above all they are delicious.", displayed in a reduced to go display unit near the counter, in the shop on the corner of Whiston road and Kingsland road, just yards from where Edmond was born! And Eddie has such a sweet tooth!
But ever the Enlightenment scientist Edmond has taken the biscuit & run with it. He is at this v moment outside applying Kepler's advanced elliptical Laws in a revolutionary smoothie-combo with an acoustic muffler for high volume fluid flow utilizing Heimholtz aka a bhodran + his as yet not fully understood theory of the Hollow Earth, grid-locked satellite space travel via where the fuck is Chipping Sodbury sat-nav; aka - show me the way to go home I'm tired and I want to go to bed, Newtonian physics apples/biscuits - William Tell, William Hill with Happy Family David Cooper or Widgerey whatever underneath Club Labyrinth 4 Aces spanking new luxury waterside wharf on Dalston Cross, pre-memory shards of Althusser killing his wife, Burroughs, etc - raining down variegated Swedenborgian gnostic Desperate Dan mad cow-pie crusts applied to the spheres of the mallow, quantum lozenge Sumerian coinage & language - they came in search of paradise & found it theory, the Big Bang, boom or bust, 3rd wave moon-faced Kristeva & Steinham or even Steiner in Hereford via Fred West in Much Marcle munching raw onions bowling down the street, Fishponds lido Toffler futureshock & Moncrieff trade cyles, Aleister Crowley stuck up Beckton alp on alpenstocks with his cock out, David Niven's tache composing The Moon's a Balloon sans Erroll Flynn a ce moment cos he's gone down the oceanliner plimsoll line avec Alan Minter eyeliner in drag, Trochi on a barge in Glasgow, the Vanilla Subliminal Kid & rum & raisin malteeser small round lead shot blobbed muscle memory within Jung's mythic archetypal sex mandela nonsense, amongst other sundry dark materials, to be erotically mined almost certainly in Valletta.
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