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Thread: Much sense stars forward button.
ClevtonRyles wrote:
Angus, that sounds like one of Data's poems.
Actually, it's a Frank Zappa song.
I figured someone would have recognized it by now. ![]()
As for me us the cancellation which does not worry the Devs it is with such reason
Message Edited by maxtheusher on 07-17-2005 12:01 PM
ShrekECPI wrote:WAAAAY too much pixie has been done in this thread.lay off the dust guys, it kills brain cells. If you lose a few more you'll all just be talking monkeys
As for me do you who are not the monkey speak?
maxtheusher wrote:
The foal on the wind which is called with spell. I the lilly threw a stone in sign of the pad
Peas, Peas.....Peas
SmugglerPie wrote:
Evelyn, a modified dog
Viewed the quivering fringe of a special doily
Draped across the piano, with some surprise
In the darkened room
Where the chairs dismayed
And the horrible curtains
Muffled the rain
She could hardly believe her eyes
A curious breeze
A garlic breath
Which sounded like a snore
Somewhere near the Steinway (or even from within)
Had caused the doily fringe to waft & tremble in the gloom
Evelyn, a dog, having undergone
Further modification
Pondered the significance of short-person behavior
In pedal-depressed panchromatic resonance
And other highly ambient domains...
Arf she said
Hey...
Slightly vulgar, but fitting. Sue me.
He who writes on sh!thouse walls
Rolls sh!t up in little balls
He who reads those words of wit
Eats those little balls of sh!t.