Sunday, March 18, 2007

Frills Or No Gills?

*zzzt*
Beeeee!
Hair is falling from the bountiful forests of the Nestea bottles. w00t w00t w00t
ahw000gaa!! Timberrrr-laannddd matressessss...
Cerebrations! Cushy government jobs for all who oppose the government. Down with mechanical pencil sharpening razor-shelled mussels. Up with hot air (as it usually goes anyway). I saw sparks. They were running around digging whole holes in the whiskey. Swim my little hair follicles swim!! Swim for your pathetic lifelessness!! You're freeeeee... free like the red light on the thumb drive incessantly flashing bleep bleep KokoKrunch. *munCh* *mUnCH* Count the pH of pond slime sarcophagi. That's a legitimate scientific experi-mental case. Just like the chicken schnitzel that Fluffy the tyranical box ribbon's paper airplane. What hanging sentence? Simpletons all of you!
So long, farewell aufwiedersehen goodbyee,
I'm off to eat a tasty sheep wool piee.
Oh god! I'm high! Can't be bothered to rhyme...
My pencils are sleepy. The twinkle is fading from their styrofoamed Smirnoff cup-holder. What?
What?
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What?
kskrxxxhasxxxoorrzzz jooo!! MAPHACCKKKKK!!! coff coff
*zzzt*

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