12/02/2013 - DON'T GLAD HAND

Don't glad hand. Don't thank me. Don't seek me. Don't question the hypothesis. Don't be a mongrel. Don't waste the public's time. Don't start again. Don't yet again. Don't be that guy who says 'again' at all. Don't rustle, don't hustle, don't yank away. Don't hurry in the opposite direction. Don't violate the children's greenery. Don't blast a harmonica. Don't whistle a rape. Don't fall rapidly down a well to Hindenburg. Don't switch around. Don't ingratiate oneself to the poor and the hairy. Don't fall into full temper. Don't defy definitions. Don't write incredibly long sentences in the hope that a break will present itself and thereby save you from the end of a sore hand. Don't wreck the wood. Don't fill up the planet. Don't dance over the subject. Don't dial a dalliance with my perfect nanny. Don't turn. Don't turn the worm. Don't turn the worm whilst riding a finger storm. Don't pipe down. Don't drink the liquids. Don't wish anything into Christmas. Don't distribute Eastern ideals. Don't bowl Hades yahtzees. Don't fondle the fiddlestick whilst lingering on Jeremiah. Don't redistribute the oxygen that I have used to tell you straight. Don't eat the brown twigs. Don't drink the yurt out. Don't belch a tent. Don't wriggle out of a piece of string. Don't strand your stances. Don't work together for individual accomplishment. Don't ride the tide to glorious saturation. Don't book now. Don't refuse nothingness. Don't go into detail about unnecessary plot points. Don't whittle away the hours with handstands and arse wipes. Don't curtail the plasters of American History. Don't writhe and wistfully accept the invitation to invite. Don't daren't do that against the will of the people. Don't pretend to be a citizen of speciality. Don't use canvas bags to save yourself. Don't go lupine. Don't drink fire fluid. Don't sip the remainder and want to go on a journey. Don't split hairs that are not the people's hairdo. Don't succumb to the limited time only. Don't make a wife out of a womanly hip. Don't detest the restful gent as he plays with his pyjamas. Don't question the structure of a localised rectum. Don't pull apart the existence of a child unable to grasp hard sums and washing up liquid. Don't shoot the kettle with a patriotic hammerhead. Don't lick the calendar on the appropriate dates. Don't fail to fail for the sake of winning. Don't turn Victoria. Don't hollow the will and wish for his children as well. Don't talk to me about scanners. Don't ask that girl about the way she lifts her hair clips. Don't smarm your way into the hearts of the everyman. Don't give in to guilty yielding. Don't shard the grocery list. Don't discuss the nature of the beige books. Don't force the people to escape the silver. Don't grope the brown crayon. Don't call Neil and expect him to talk problems. Don't pester me while I am eating the suckled fish. Don't repeat what I am saying.