Surveyor Blues

Sup guys, have you ever been surveying? Let me tell you, it's no walk in the park. Enraged grizzlies, rattlesnakes bigger than your fist, angry boss man up in your grill, it's clearly not a job for the weak hearted. I've been holding my own though, just barely. I do it for you, I do it for my readers. If I weren't working and raking in Benjamins, I'd have more time to write because I wouldn't be playing ps3 all day. You might even have had my new book by now. And that would be disastrous. It's still too soon after the one two punch of Dean and The Waxy Heart Of Colonel Crawdaddy. Your bodies need time to recover, I know you want more but any extra Jonah action so soon runs the risk of an overdose.

In the meantime bone up on your vocabulary, cuz this text I'm preparing is a cornucopian surfeit of inessentially obfuscatory colloquies! Do you know what extrapioliatoring means? You'd better find out, because I use it in every sentence!