Dear wives of mine, it's your King Spiros of Plomari here, your Spider in the Sea. Don't cry now, or do cry if you feel like it, but I sit locked away in a kind of prison cell at the moment.
I contact you in all secrecy as the magic mushroom seacreatures we are.
The Banana Republic has thrown me in and out of my cell for 18 years now.
I know this will anger you my Queens so much that you will feel murderous rage, but please stay calm, after your initial freakouts-- calm down, my eternal Loves. We shall solve this issue.
But before we solve it, my dear little candygirls, watch ME freak out for a moment. I shall play you some music as act VIII.
First let me say, my dear little nympho wives, I am okay too, I have learnt to smuggle beer and wine and mushrooms into my prison cell, so I'm all set for action. So let's try to not cry so much right now, we are strong, we will find a solution to this shit. We need to focus. Cry as much as you want, my dear little sugarcrushs, but we need to remain focused right now if I am going to be able to escape prison. Let your anger fuel your focus.
Now here's the Plot in me, dear sisters of Light, my dear scary-as-fuck wives, my eternal Queens. You ready? The suspense here is almost unbearable, so let me play some suspense music.
Dear wives, we will have to code our messages, because our contact cannot be fully encrypted on all sides. We shall use the code structure called the Chief Code, that I have described in full detail in my bestseller book series on this website, free to read of course. Good luck reading all of it, lol. Babe, you can't read all of it, the code is a slightly infinite structure you must learn with your heart. In fact, I designed the code so it cannot even be understood by AI (Artificial Intelligence.)
Dears, we gotta keep this shit top secret, or my escape is not possible. They don't know I have a computer in my cell. So this website (ArtSetFree.com) and the books will be our digital stage for the blurry blueprint, the blurrprint springtime pussylicking escape plan. That is not to say it will happen in springtIme. I do think this coco cocuhut snowshow time will be our best shot.
Okay, babes, so I'm gonna open a beer now. Cheers! I love you! I evel LURBE you! We'll need some lube by the way. I wanna fuck you in the ass, my sweet little girls and wise mature women, my wicked witch wives, my Queens of all Eternity, my only desire. I will make it out of this hell of a cell! But we need to work together, my sweethearts. Now I'm gonna cry for a moment before we begin the escape plan.
Okay Babe, my Father has a red car, a red coded fucktruck sportscar next to the prison I'm in, it's a mushroom space ship. Drive carefully. Over. The time machine code structure is basiclay irrelevant, but call it a keyless Shit-Shit Fuck-Truck. This may mean that the red shoe has been found, if so, move on and follow the plan. Remember dear, we have to code it all.
You know what, my eternal Lover? There might be a special Plomarian holiday for your favorite candy item.
Okay, we're doing great. Continue. Let's take a little break and relax. I have some beer here in my prison cell. I'm gonna drink one. Love you.
Hey, my Beloved Wives, as we take a break, let me sing this song to you I've always wanted to show you:
Dear wives of mine, after 18 years in and out of prison, I do feel weak. But the thought of you keeps me strong. I often look out at the clouds and see you flying free, living happy. And I am sorry, dear wife, but this is real and not a dream, I have been in and out of this prison for 18 years.
Now let's stop crying and set to work with the ESCAPE!
And so we began, and I have one first shining thing to sing to you, as my magic mushrooms rise like cocks and satellites into space.
Okay babes now don't lose focus.
Alright. We will began soon, stay tuned, my eternal love of all time. You and Me, Together Forever. We got this. Don't lose focus.
Okay, dear, I have began. Watch me move like ice, let's do this.
Step one, my Lovest, is that I have established a Kingdom where we can live when I get out from jail. Welcome home to my eternal Kingdom of Plomari! Yes, you're following, yes, I established the Kingdom from jail.
If you are wondering why I am in jail, well, I grew some mushroms.
Okay, I have escaped the first part of the prison now, I have no money so I went to a homeless shelter in town. I can't tell you which town, sorry dear, too risky right now. I'm okay. Love you! I'm on free foot. They'll be coming looking for me though, so I gotta be careful. This is where we truly need to start coding our messages. That's why I ask you: Have you ever heard of the double pleaser jelly dolphin?
I need to rest today. I'm gonna drink a beer. Love you.
