The fencemeister loaded his silken laederhosen, a supercilious Teutonic inflection in his writing, but it confuses me not, especially since the laederhosen have been specified as to be XXXL and black, despite the lack of any mention of a chinstrap. Lao Tzu did not mention any fellating of Hermann Hesse in his journey to the East, but they did mumble something about a glass ball game? Perhaps that is Eurohomo speak too?
Schtupenze enteschmushka, ja? Is my duck pudenda suitably smooth or is the gooselike labia too feathery for your tastes? Much like the bearded clam, to which you seem to reefer, or perhaps once again I've entered Miss Construe is less than noble intentions and impregnanted her fecund cerebrum with celestial pleasures, sweet fruits and deletible pink meats.
Nonetheless, the timestamps preceding the fencemeister were either consumed or retired and the really ugly stuff comes about when either there's a consumed timestamp that doesn't match the retired one or the fencemeister has his laederhosen in a bunch because he's not getting the fence that his muttie had given us to give him later. So the command buffer must have emitted a virtual fart or attempted to execute some poorly formatted register write which scrambled either the vector array processor, the pixel engine or stumbled darkly after sleeping with your dreams and them puking in a brick swaddled alley strewn with rusted cars, ice cream, the goal posts from your high school and a picture of the prom queen with her drress up.
