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   From: jonjon@gurkia.com   
      
   Women and men put out fumes and gasses out of all of their pores, and   
   potfieldes, which are tiny outlets to allow gasses to excape from the   
   body, and there are many sizes of outlets and inlets that allow gasses   
   to exfume from the body and that allow certain substances, or buggies   
   of different kinds ususally in the gaseous mixture of the atmosphere   
   around us, to enter our body, and it sounds peculiar that our bodies,   
   our dermal layers would have tiny inlets that allow for mixtures of   
   buggie gasses, and crawly buggie substances or crawly chemical buggies   
   to enter into our body, but they do crawl into our body, and some of   
   them slide into our inlets, and some of them are pushed into our   
   dermal inlets, and dermal is not used to speak of some of these   
   inlets, such as the welner inlets, normally, but sometimes it is, when   
   talking about some of the inlets, usually not welner inlets, but   
   cummington inlets are often referred to as dermal inlets, and   
   wetherington inlets or supwholes, tiny little ingramets, or supwholes   
   that are a little tinier than normal sized lamgremets, but there are   
   many sizes to inlets, regardless of what they are called, by the folks   
   who are concerned with the molecular cosmatalogical sciences, the   
   study of cosms and who or what lives in them, but into and out of   
   inlets and other types of holes and porous tissue inlets and outlets   
   come and go many chemical buggies, and they dribble out onto our skin,   
   and they multiply and mix with other chemical buggies on our skin   
   surfaces, and after mixing and eating, and peeing and pooping and   
   vomiting and sneezing and lactating and salivating, and excreting many   
   chemical buggies out of their own weird and peculiar looking boddies,   
   and there are many wierd and peculiar looking chemical buggies that   
   come slithering and sliding and trudging and caporting, that's sort of   
   a trot like a horse, but it is a lop sided trot, because the number of   
   feet supporting it is not normally four, but typically 8 to 15 or even   
   up to fifty or one hundred or a even a few thousand, and there are   
   many funny looking little buggies with multiple appendages or   
   appertubances that are used for balancing them selves, like feet and   
   arms, and several will protrude from their body, and they'll almost   
   cartweel along, or you would think they would, from the looks of them,   
   but they generally walk, though it may be on five or more feet or   
   appendages that function as feet and hands, and arms and as supports,   
   but also can function as eyes, or ears, or a combination of them, and   
   they come in all different kinds of sizes, and all different kinds of   
   configurations, but anyway, these funny and some scary looking ones,   
   are all over us, and we don't have the slightest clue about their   
   existence, but they are peeing, and poooping, and fucking and   
   ejaculating and salivating, and burping and passing or fuming gasses   
   out of their bodies, and they are not only on our skin surfaces, but   
   they are in every immaginable place, nook and cranny in our mico   
   miniature cosmatological region in our bodies, and a region is an area   
   where it has its own natural landscapes, and its own little pools of   
   liquids, and its own resources, and its own gaseous atmospheres, and   
   they live in these areas in side of our body, and we don't know a   
   thing about them, but they are all in there, and slighering and   
   sliding, and wrankleing, or climbing about on feet that are just a few   
   mico inches, i.e., very tiny, but for them a foot or two, above the   
   earth, the surfaces that they live on, and they have little feet, or   
   footsies, and they go walking or wrankleing along on these tiny   
   footsies, and they have little short legs, that bend in more than one   
   or two places, and they are ambi-nexilus, or they have the ability to   
   bend their leges or support structures in many ways, and nexilus   
   refers to the lower appendages that support the main body, and they go   
   slithering, or sliding, or galavanting, or ambi-nexiling along, and   
   they are very funny looking, and they poop and pee and upchuch and   
   make a mess of things in there   
      
   ambi nexilichotic, or diaphramgatically different from other animals   
   who are ambi nexilichotic, and daphramgatically refers to the   
   breathing aparatuses that are employed by these little buggies and   
   buggerwholies, and spinderliolicuses, spindialieococasus, and   
   spinderliocoxicasiouses, and samlisonolicaticuses, and many other   
   little buggies that have funny long and peculiar sounding names, that   
   are in and on our bodies, and they are constantly vermenting, or   
   passing out of their bodies substances that are filled with other   
   buggies and buggie juices that are partially fermented, and that help   
   clean up the environment around them, and that help make their life   
   environment a pleasant place to live and habitate, and they are   
   sub-molecular geniuses, I like to call them, because they are so tiny,   
   they are beyond the normal or usual level of functionality of human   
   made optical equipment that would let them see way down into the tiny   
   cosms of their homes and environments, and I just say sub-molecular   
   because most people think that the molecular world starts up at a   
   higher level of densities and pressures and atmospheric conditons, but   
   it doesn't, the sub molecular world is a fictious world, that doesn't   
   exist, there are, you could say, molecular worlds, but sub-molecular   
   worlds doesn't really say or mean anything in my sciences, and it is   
   just a fictious notion that I made up to describe the tiny little   
   worlds of little buggies, but that is not fictious, but the notion   
   that things are smaller than molecules is partly fictious, but not   
   really when we understand the truth to how my universe is built, and   
   the truth to who lives in it, so as a joke I call the worlds of the   
   little buggies and critters and animals, sub molecular worlds, just to   
   make kids laugh, when they understand everything about my sciences.   
      
   And these kiddies fume and fart and belch and pee and tingle, whihch   
   is a tiny leakage hole out of their bodies that they eject liquids or   
   buggie ejectile liquids, that they like to eject to make their living   
      
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