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Griffin NoName

#1035
June 18, 2008, 05:15:43 PM
Chapter Eight

"Help!" The blind wombat in the glittering envelope cried.  "I seem to be caught without my glue stick.  Pasting is critically important for successful windmill displays."

Emilio nodded off while the wombat climbed over the combative mole-rat family that had genetic mutations causing their sensory pilot light to glow exceptionally smokily.  The resulting catastrophic melee went bad from dendritic ganglions interpolated from dodgy sources.  Synapses fired. Emilio screamed.  Mole-rats ran all over the windmills, taking precious library cards with them.

The wombat, completely unperturbed, ate several chocolate bunnies while indexing itunes.  The resulting disharmony was heard by Emilio who swallowed the mole-rats' story about Dutch immigrants ravishing innocent dyke holes in the cause of moral turpitude.

"What's that", said Emilio.  He peered into the rubbish bin
Psychic Hotline Host

One approaches the journey's end. But the end is a goal, not a catastrophe. George Sand

Opsa

#1036
June 18, 2008, 07:53:43 PM
Chapter Eight

"Help!" The blind wombat in the glittering envelope cried.  "I seem to be caught without my glue stick.  Pasting is critically important for successful windmill displays."

Emilio nodded off while the wombat climbed over the combative mole-rat family that had genetic mutations causing their sensory pilot light to glow exceptionally smokily.  The resulting catastrophic melee went bad from dendritic ganglions interpolated from dodgy sources.  Synapses fired. Emilio screamed.  Mole-rats ran all over the windmills, taking precious library cards with them.

The wombat, completely unperturbed, ate several chocolate bunnies while indexing itunes.  The resulting disharmony was heard by Emilio who swallowed the mole-rats' story about Dutch immigrants ravishing innocent dyke holes in the cause of moral turpitude.

"What's that", said Emilio.  He peered into the rubbish bin and saw

pieces o nine

#1037
June 18, 2008, 08:08:16 PM
Chapter Eight

"Help!" The blind wombat in the glittering envelope cried.  "I seem to be caught without my glue stick.  Pasting is critically important for successful windmill displays."

Emilio nodded off while the wombat climbed over the combative mole-rat family that had genetic mutations causing their sensory pilot light to glow exceptionally smokily.  The resulting catastrophic melee went bad from dendritic ganglions interpolated from dodgy sources.  Synapses fired. Emilio screamed.  Mole-rats ran all over the windmills, taking precious library cards with them.

The wombat, completely unperturbed, ate several chocolate bunnies while indexing itunes.  The resulting disharmony was heard by Emilio who swallowed the mole-rats' story about Dutch immigrants ravishing innocent dyke holes in the cause of moral turpitude.

"What's that", said Emilio.  He peered into the rubbish bin and saw, peering back,
"If you are not feeling well, if you have not slept, chocolate will revive you. But you have no chocolate! I think of that again and again! My dear, how will you ever manage?"
--Marquise de Sevigne, February 11, 1677

Griffin NoName

#1038
June 19, 2008, 01:27:19 AM
Chapter Eight

"Help!" The blind wombat in the glittering envelope cried.  "I seem to be caught without my glue stick.  Pasting is critically important for successful windmill displays."

Emilio nodded off while the wombat climbed over the combative mole-rat family that had genetic mutations causing their sensory pilot light to glow exceptionally smokily.  The resulting catastrophic melee went bad from dendritic ganglions interpolated from dodgy sources.  Synapses fired. Emilio screamed.  Mole-rats ran all over the windmills, taking precious library cards with them.

The wombat, completely unperturbed, ate several chocolate bunnies while indexing itunes.  The resulting disharmony was heard by Emilio who swallowed the mole-rats' story about Dutch immigrants ravishing innocent dyke holes in the cause of moral turpitude.

"What's that", said Emilio.  He peered into the rubbish bin and saw, peering back, a reflection
Psychic Hotline Host

One approaches the journey's end. But the end is a goal, not a catastrophe. George Sand

Alpaca

#1039
June 19, 2008, 01:33:02 AM
Chapter Eight

"Help!" The blind wombat in the glittering envelope cried.  "I seem to be caught without my glue stick.  Pasting is critically important for successful windmill displays."

Emilio nodded off while the wombat climbed over the combative mole-rat family that had genetic mutations causing their sensory pilot light to glow exceptionally smokily.  The resulting catastrophic melee went bad from dendritic ganglions interpolated from dodgy sources.  Synapses fired. Emilio screamed.  Mole-rats ran all over the windmills, taking precious library cards with them.

The wombat, completely unperturbed, ate several chocolate bunnies while indexing itunes.  The resulting disharmony was heard by Emilio who swallowed the mole-rats' story about Dutch immigrants ravishing innocent dyke holes in the cause of moral turpitude.

"What's that", said Emilio.  He peered into the rubbish bin and saw, peering back, a reflection with sharp
There is a pleasure sure to being mad
That only madmen know.
--John Dryden

Sibling Chatty

#1040
June 19, 2008, 04:45:17 AM
Chapter Eight

"Help!" The blind wombat in the glittering envelope cried.  "I seem to be caught without my glue stick.  Pasting is critically important for successful windmill displays."

Emilio nodded off while the wombat climbed over the combative mole-rat family that had genetic mutations causing their sensory pilot light to glow exceptionally smokily.  The resulting catastrophic melee went bad from dendritic ganglions interpolated from dodgy sources.  Synapses fired. Emilio screamed.  Mole-rats ran all over the windmills, taking precious library cards with them.

The wombat, completely unperturbed, ate several chocolate bunnies while indexing itunes.  The resulting disharmony was heard by Emilio who swallowed the mole-rats' story about Dutch immigrants ravishing innocent dyke holes in the cause of moral turpitude.

"What's that", said Emilio.  He peered into the rubbish bin and saw, peering back, a reflection with sharp teeth and
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Alpaca

#1041
June 19, 2008, 05:12:06 AM
Chapter Eight

"Help!" The blind wombat in the glittering envelope cried.  "I seem to be caught without my glue stick.  Pasting is critically important for successful windmill displays."

Emilio nodded off while the wombat climbed over the combative mole-rat family that had genetic mutations causing their sensory pilot light to glow exceptionally smokily.  The resulting catastrophic melee went bad from dendritic ganglions interpolated from dodgy sources.  Synapses fired. Emilio screamed.  Mole-rats ran all over the windmills, taking precious library cards with them.

The wombat, completely unperturbed, ate several chocolate bunnies while indexing itunes.  The resulting disharmony was heard by Emilio who swallowed the mole-rats' story about Dutch immigrants ravishing innocent dyke holes in the cause of moral turpitude.

"What's that", said Emilio.  He peered into the rubbish bin and saw, peering back, a reflection with sharp teeth and pointy eyes
There is a pleasure sure to being mad
That only madmen know.
--John Dryden

Swatopluk

#1042
June 19, 2008, 10:21:16 AM
Chapter Eight

"Help!" The blind wombat in the glittering envelope cried.  "I seem to be caught without my glue stick.  Pasting is critically important for successful windmill displays."

Emilio nodded off while the wombat climbed over the combative mole-rat family that had genetic mutations causing their sensory pilot light to glow exceptionally smokily.  The resulting catastrophic melee went bad from dendritic ganglions interpolated from dodgy sources.  Synapses fired. Emilio screamed.  Mole-rats ran all over the windmills, taking precious library cards with them.

The wombat, completely unperturbed, ate several chocolate bunnies while indexing itunes.  The resulting disharmony was heard by Emilio who swallowed the mole-rats' story about Dutch immigrants ravishing innocent dyke holes in the cause of moral turpitude.

"What's that", said Emilio.  He peered into the rubbish bin and saw, peering back, a reflection with sharp teeth and pointy eyes out of
Knurrhähne sind eßbar aber empfehlen würde ich das nicht unbedingt.
The aspitriglos is edible though I do not actually recommend it.

Opsa

#1043
June 19, 2008, 07:20:27 PM
Chapter Eight

"Help!" The blind wombat in the glittering envelope cried.  "I seem to be caught without my glue stick.  Pasting is critically important for successful windmill displays."

Emilio nodded off while the wombat climbed over the combative mole-rat family that had genetic mutations causing their sensory pilot light to glow exceptionally smokily.  The resulting catastrophic melee went bad from dendritic ganglions interpolated from dodgy sources.  Synapses fired. Emilio screamed.  Mole-rats ran all over the windmills, taking precious library cards with them.

The wombat, completely unperturbed, ate several chocolate bunnies while indexing itunes.  The resulting disharmony was heard by Emilio who swallowed the mole-rats' story about Dutch immigrants ravishing innocent dyke holes in the cause of moral turpitude.

"What's that", said Emilio.  He peered into the rubbish bin and saw, peering back, a reflection with sharp teeth and pointy eyes, out of it's mind

Griffin NoName

#1044
June 20, 2008, 01:34:49 AM
Chapter Eight

"Help!" The blind wombat in the glittering envelope cried.  "I seem to be caught without my glue stick.  Pasting is critically important for successful windmill displays."

Emilio nodded off while the wombat climbed over the combative mole-rat family that had genetic mutations causing their sensory pilot light to glow exceptionally smokily.  The resulting catastrophic melee went bad from dendritic ganglions interpolated from dodgy sources.  Synapses fired. Emilio screamed.  Mole-rats ran all over the windmills, taking precious library cards with them.

The wombat, completely unperturbed, ate several chocolate bunnies while indexing itunes.  The resulting disharmony was heard by Emilio who swallowed the mole-rats' story about Dutch immigrants ravishing innocent dyke holes in the cause of moral turpitude.

"What's that", said Emilio.  He peered into the rubbish bin and saw, peering back, a reflection with sharp teeth and pointy eyes, out of it's mind apparently. Underneath
Psychic Hotline Host

One approaches the journey's end. But the end is a goal, not a catastrophe. George Sand

Sibling Zono (anon1mat0)

#1045
June 20, 2008, 03:31:21 AM
Chapter Eight

"Help!" The blind wombat in the glittering envelope cried.  "I seem to be caught without my glue stick.  Pasting is critically important for successful windmill displays."

Emilio nodded off while the wombat climbed over the combative mole-rat family that had genetic mutations causing their sensory pilot light to glow exceptionally smokily.  The resulting catastrophic melee went bad from dendritic ganglions interpolated from dodgy sources.  Synapses fired. Emilio screamed.  Mole-rats ran all over the windmills, taking precious library cards with them.

The wombat, completely unperturbed, ate several chocolate bunnies while indexing itunes.  The resulting disharmony was heard by Emilio who swallowed the mole-rats' story about Dutch immigrants ravishing innocent dyke holes in the cause of moral turpitude.

"What's that", said Emilio.  He peered into the rubbish bin and saw, peering back, a reflection with sharp teeth and pointy eyes, out of it's mind apparently. Underneath his fear
Sibling Zono(trichia Capensis) aka anon1mat0 aka Nicolás.

PPPP: Politicians are Parasitic, Predatory and Perverse.

Swatopluk

#1046
June 20, 2008, 10:25:38 AM
Chapter Eight

"Help!" The blind wombat in the glittering envelope cried.  "I seem to be caught without my glue stick.  Pasting is critically important for successful windmill displays."

Emilio nodded off while the wombat climbed over the combative mole-rat family that had genetic mutations causing their sensory pilot light to glow exceptionally smokily.  The resulting catastrophic melee went bad from dendritic ganglions interpolated from dodgy sources.  Synapses fired. Emilio screamed.  Mole-rats ran all over the windmills, taking precious library cards with them.

The wombat, completely unperturbed, ate several chocolate bunnies while indexing itunes.  The resulting disharmony was heard by Emilio who swallowed the mole-rats' story about Dutch immigrants ravishing innocent dyke holes in the cause of moral turpitude.

"What's that", said Emilio.  He peered into the rubbish bin and saw, peering back, a reflection with sharp teeth and pointy eyes, out of it's mind apparently. Underneath his fear indicator Emilio
Knurrhähne sind eßbar aber empfehlen würde ich das nicht unbedingt.
The aspitriglos is edible though I do not actually recommend it.

Opsa

#1047
June 20, 2008, 10:16:21 PM
Chapter Eight

"Help!" The blind wombat in the glittering envelope cried.  "I seem to be caught without my glue stick.  Pasting is critically important for successful windmill displays."

Emilio nodded off while the wombat climbed over the combative mole-rat family that had genetic mutations causing their sensory pilot light to glow exceptionally smokily.  The resulting catastrophic melee went bad from dendritic ganglions interpolated from dodgy sources.  Synapses fired. Emilio screamed.  Mole-rats ran all over the windmills, taking precious library cards with them.

The wombat, completely unperturbed, ate several chocolate bunnies while indexing itunes.  The resulting disharmony was heard by Emilio who swallowed the mole-rats' story about Dutch immigrants ravishing innocent dyke holes in the cause of moral turpitude.

"What's that", said Emilio.  He peered into the rubbish bin and saw, peering back, a reflection with sharp teeth and pointy eyes, out of it's mind apparently. Underneath his fear indicator Emilio sensed bemusement.

Griffin NoName

#1048
June 20, 2008, 11:13:52 PM
Chapter Eight

"Help!" The blind wombat in the glittering envelope cried.  "I seem to be caught without my glue stick.  Pasting is critically important for successful windmill displays."

Emilio nodded off while the wombat climbed over the combative mole-rat family that had genetic mutations causing their sensory pilot light to glow exceptionally smokily.  The resulting catastrophic melee went bad from dendritic ganglions interpolated from dodgy sources.  Synapses fired. Emilio screamed.  Mole-rats ran all over the windmills, taking precious library cards with them.

The wombat, completely unperturbed, ate several chocolate bunnies while indexing itunes.  The resulting disharmony was heard by Emilio who swallowed the mole-rats' story about Dutch immigrants ravishing innocent dyke holes in the cause of moral turpitude.

"What's that", said Emilio.  He peered into the rubbish bin and saw, peering back, a reflection with sharp teeth and pointy eyes, out of it's mind apparently. Underneath his fear indicator Emilio sensed bemusement. Self-analysis was
Psychic Hotline Host

One approaches the journey's end. But the end is a goal, not a catastrophe. George Sand

pieces o nine

#1049
June 21, 2008, 12:30:51 AM
Chapter Eight

"Help!" The blind wombat in the glittering envelope cried.  "I seem to be caught without my glue stick.  Pasting is critically important for successful windmill displays."

Emilio nodded off while the wombat climbed over the combative mole-rat family that had genetic mutations causing their sensory pilot light to glow exceptionally smokily.  The resulting catastrophic melee went bad from dendritic ganglions interpolated from dodgy sources.  Synapses fired. Emilio screamed.  Mole-rats ran all over the windmills, taking precious library cards with them.

The wombat, completely unperturbed, ate several chocolate bunnies while indexing itunes.  The resulting disharmony was heard by Emilio who swallowed the mole-rats' story about Dutch immigrants ravishing innocent dyke holes in the cause of moral turpitude.

"What's that", said Emilio.  He peered into the rubbish bin and saw, peering back, a reflection with sharp teeth and pointy eyes, out of it's mind apparently. Underneath his fear indicator Emilio sensed bemusement. Self-analysis was gratuitously indulgent,
"If you are not feeling well, if you have not slept, chocolate will revive you. But you have no chocolate! I think of that again and again! My dear, how will you ever manage?"
--Marquise de Sevigne, February 11, 1677
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