Do we consider, beyond the constraints of spam, what it would be like if Alex Jones could have had Oscar Wilde on one of his podcasts?
Oscar had that uncanny knack of “crack your back”, “swivel your spine”, “spread it low, to let it flow”, when invited to connect, contact, touch, feel, any time, anywhere, and under any circumstantial evidential flow canoe kayak “cracka yo’ ba’ ba’ let it go conditions,
Alex Jones had it enough to get it together into a podcast, so Oscar would meet him, and raise him, right until the point Alex would fold.
A moment of truth.
Alex and Oscar had reached this as a meeting of “ars gratia artis” and “spam gratia spam” but it wasn’t bothering either Alex or Oscar, one single little tiny tiny teeny TNT TNT teeny bit. Call it a podcast, or on the other hand a LGBTQ limited hangout, or a Superbowl, Latetia Sominex Stanley Kowalski losing his shirt,
Spam of Human Affection 
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