Compliance

Time, gentleman, time

Two gentlemen who were in the lavatory at the time tried to lift him up: but he was quite helpless. I had another piece of mind and no time to waste. Another thing from which he could prize commonalities appeared. As though she owned all the magistrates from, I took to my armamends. Amsterdam will have to wait.  
-Haigh weair ded yuh puht muh shooz?
-Awlreyetuh haeuhnd mey thuh greens und Bloom's.
-Ouet widthet! OwlbeHaving nuhn uhve thihiss opopcoqi und popicoquh haeuhnd et ovuer lesht, awl pandybat chuh uhntell yuh ceeEn brouns und upswifting thoescz battypandas frughm yuh neyeEvuhtaze lahk curlydumps Curlydumps yuh buhgguht!
-Awlreytuh thlin haeuhnd mey thuh plume.
-CirtAntlee
As I was saying Amsterdam: hello filthy beloved, snatched me. Arms in upturn atop the monument he began. If rolling water climbs the hill then mudslides smear the steeple. I have no time for cafes. I, complacent and emaciated, excavated.
"Please allow me to introduce myself."
Picking, slowly, the valuables he gathered, carefully, turned towards his compatriot.  Adorned in heavy baggings and less than nondescript garb of the everyday bank robber: one Nixon mask composed of biodegradable latex, white gloves festooned in sequins.  Bald like his second year of the presidency.  Tryingly he attempts to bust a steel-plated door prying off his toe nails in the process.
A plateau of armamends rose to meat the bank teller of his monetary innards.
"And if you think that was innocuous just wait until you hear James Murphy's new group."
Remove ions. This mighty fortress is our god. In this fortress are our indulgences. Piling, piling, piling, into my bag, into his bag, bags abundant, heave, heave will you, but heave asunder, waste makes haste; I saw that blunderer, that no don't-gooder. Avast and clutch your pupils gentleman, purple and deciduous, like the bees of Saturn shed your inconsistencies. Listen closely gentleman; begin Clark.
-To those who would have me taken for a fool; and lionize the dandelions in my garden this Easter rebellion, and tenderize my gnomes. I deliver unto thy enemies and deliver, and deliver, and deliver, and deliver. You will feel me. Did I hesitate? Remember Amsterdam girlies prowling the streets last Day of the Fools gentleman? Of course you do boyos and brethren, let us leave. (But before they left there was the issue of the bank teller.)

Author's Note

Ascend