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Started by Swatopluk, August 14, 2007, 10:25:11 PM

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Aphos

Chapter Eighteen
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European narwhals tend to inadvertently poke baby seals but this particular beast was more inclined to swallow whole walruses. Emilio, proud hunter of ocean-faring tattoo artists, set out his stall and spread his ample collection of nipple rings across the sandy beach. Narwhals peered from within the fishbowl that belonged to Lady Notthingworshchestershire.  Before the sun was devoured by the hungry gopher Ludicrus Masterweather, Emilio gathered four-leaf clovers by the groundhog's garden. None of the winter zombies was interested in clovers unless brains were decorated with pink roses.   Therefore Emilio intentionally left his botany books in his stall and took a laxative. This totally deranged tale impressed Mr. Masterweather's cat.  Mice with mace in their knitted underwear slept quietly despite the air raid raging overhead. The cat toppled sideways, hit directly after passing gas.

Emilio's Uncle Bulgaria Voynova Transvest had no appetite after seeing the Last Post. "What does a narwhal understand?" asked the owl. Nothing Emilio said would stop the bird from acting in "Cats". The postman rang Emilio's cathedral bell. Twice. However, the mice were unimpressed. With mace and forks, the sycophants tortured the Scot's bagpipers and Irish combolinists in Madrid.  Percussionists lacking drums beat hollow nawhal skins until they got sued for cruelty.  Narwhal lawyers acting for the fallen arches of of multi-columned Irem sued Emilio to the sum of 25 Ningi. Pleading insanity, Emilio's lawyers blanched. Hopelessly outgunned by narwhal hunters the advocates of cheese
--The topologist formerly known as Poincare's Stepchild--

Swatopluk

Chapter Eighteen
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European narwhals tend to inadvertently poke baby seals but this particular beast was more inclined to swallow whole walruses. Emilio, proud hunter of ocean-faring tattoo artists, set out his stall and spread his ample collection of nipple rings across the sandy beach. Narwhals peered from within the fishbowl that belonged to Lady Notthingworshchestershire.  Before the sun was devoured by the hungry gopher Ludicrus Masterweather, Emilio gathered four-leaf clovers by the groundhog's garden. None of the winter zombies was interested in clovers unless brains were decorated with pink roses.   Therefore Emilio intentionally left his botany books in his stall and took a laxative. This totally deranged tale impressed Mr. Masterweather's cat.  Mice with mace in their knitted underwear slept quietly despite the air raid raging overhead. The cat toppled sideways, hit directly after passing gas.

Emilio's Uncle Bulgaria Voynova Transvest had no appetite after seeing the Last Post. "What does a narwhal understand?" asked the owl. Nothing Emilio said would stop the bird from acting in "Cats". The postman rang Emilio's cathedral bell. Twice. However, the mice were unimpressed. With mace and forks, the sycophants tortured the Scot's bagpipers and Irish combolinists in Madrid.  Percussionists lacking drums beat hollow nawhal skins until they got sued for cruelty.  Narwhal lawyers acting for the fallen arches of of multi-columned Irem sued Emilio to the sum of 25 Ningi. Pleading insanity, Emilio's lawyers blanched. Hopelessly outgunned by narwhal hunters the advocates of cheese decided to
Knurrhähne sind eßbar aber empfehlen würde ich das nicht unbedingt.
The aspitriglos is edible though I do not actually recommend it.

Griffin NoName

Chapter Eighteen
---------------------------

European narwhals tend to inadvertently poke baby seals but this particular beast was more inclined to swallow whole walruses. Emilio, proud hunter of ocean-faring tattoo artists, set out his stall and spread his ample collection of nipple rings across the sandy beach. Narwhals peered from within the fishbowl that belonged to Lady Notthingworshchestershire.  Before the sun was devoured by the hungry gopher Ludicrus Masterweather, Emilio gathered four-leaf clovers by the groundhog's garden. None of the winter zombies was interested in clovers unless brains were decorated with pink roses.   Therefore Emilio intentionally left his botany books in his stall and took a laxative. This totally deranged tale impressed Mr. Masterweather's cat.  Mice with mace in their knitted underwear slept quietly despite the air raid raging overhead. The cat toppled sideways, hit directly after passing gas.

Emilio's Uncle Bulgaria Voynova Transvest had no appetite after seeing the Last Post. "What does a narwhal understand?" asked the owl. Nothing Emilio said would stop the bird from acting in "Cats". The postman rang Emilio's cathedral bell. Twice. However, the mice were unimpressed. With mace and forks, the sycophants tortured the Scot's bagpipers and Irish combolinists in Madrid.  Percussionists lacking drums beat hollow nawhal skins until they got sued for cruelty.  Narwhal lawyers acting for the fallen arches of of multi-columned Irem sued Emilio to the sum of 25 Ningi. Pleading insanity, Emilio's lawyers blanched. Hopelessly outgunned by narwhal hunters the advocates of cheese decided to starve. Vegeterian
Psychic Hotline Host

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


Swatopluk

Chapter Eighteen
---------------------------

European narwhals tend to inadvertently poke baby seals but this particular beast was more inclined to swallow whole walruses. Emilio, proud hunter of ocean-faring tattoo artists, set out his stall and spread his ample collection of nipple rings across the sandy beach. Narwhals peered from within the fishbowl that belonged to Lady Notthingworshchestershire.  Before the sun was devoured by the hungry gopher Ludicrus Masterweather, Emilio gathered four-leaf clovers by the groundhog's garden. None of the winter zombies was interested in clovers unless brains were decorated with pink roses.   Therefore Emilio intentionally left his botany books in his stall and took a laxative. This totally deranged tale impressed Mr. Masterweather's cat.  Mice with mace in their knitted underwear slept quietly despite the air raid raging overhead. The cat toppled sideways, hit directly after passing gas.

Emilio's Uncle Bulgaria Voynova Transvest had no appetite after seeing the Last Post. "What does a narwhal understand?" asked the owl. Nothing Emilio said would stop the bird from acting in "Cats". The postman rang Emilio's cathedral bell. Twice. However, the mice were unimpressed. With mace and forks, the sycophants tortured the Scot's bagpipers and Irish combolinists in Madrid.  Percussionists lacking drums beat hollow nawhal skins until they got sued for cruelty.  Narwhal lawyers acting for the fallen arches of of multi-columned Irem sued Emilio to the sum of 25 Ningi. Pleading insanity, Emilio's lawyers blanched. Hopelessly outgunned by narwhal hunters the advocates of cheese decided to starve. Vegeterian Vegan aliens
Knurrhähne sind eßbar aber empfehlen würde ich das nicht unbedingt.
The aspitriglos is edible though I do not actually recommend it.

Opsa

Chapter Eighteen
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European narwhals tend to inadvertently poke baby seals but this particular beast was more inclined to swallow whole walruses. Emilio, proud hunter of ocean-faring tattoo artists, set out his stall and spread his ample collection of nipple rings across the sandy beach. Narwhals peered from within the fishbowl that belonged to Lady Notthingworshchestershire.  Before the sun was devoured by the hungry gopher Ludicrus Masterweather, Emilio gathered four-leaf clovers by the groundhog's garden. None of the winter zombies was interested in clovers unless brains were decorated with pink roses.   Therefore Emilio intentionally left his botany books in his stall and took a laxative. This totally deranged tale impressed Mr. Masterweather's cat.  Mice with mace in their knitted underwear slept quietly despite the air raid raging overhead. The cat toppled sideways, hit directly after passing gas.

Emilio's Uncle Bulgaria Voynova Transvest had no appetite after seeing the Last Post. "What does a narwhal understand?" asked the owl. Nothing Emilio said would stop the bird from acting in "Cats". The postman rang Emilio's cathedral bell. Twice. However, the mice were unimpressed. With mace and forks, the sycophants tortured the Scot's bagpipers and Irish combolinists in Madrid.  Percussionists lacking drums beat hollow nawhal skins until they got sued for cruelty.  Narwhal lawyers acting for the fallen arches of of multi-columned Irem sued Emilio to the sum of 25 Ningi. Pleading insanity, Emilio's lawyers blanched. Hopelessly outgunned by narwhal hunters the advocates of cheese decided to starve. Vegeterian Vegan aliens parachuted in

Griffin NoName


Chapter Eighteen
---------------------------

European narwhals tend to inadvertently poke baby seals but this particular beast was more inclined to swallow whole walruses. Emilio, proud hunter of ocean-faring tattoo artists, set out his stall and spread his ample collection of nipple rings across the sandy beach. Narwhals peered from within the fishbowl that belonged to Lady Notthingworshchestershire.  Before the sun was devoured by the hungry gopher Ludicrus Masterweather, Emilio gathered four-leaf clovers by the groundhog's garden. None of the winter zombies was interested in clovers unless brains were decorated with pink roses.   Therefore Emilio intentionally left his botany books in his stall and took a laxative. This totally deranged tale impressed Mr. Masterweather's cat.  Mice with mace in their knitted underwear slept quietly despite the air raid raging overhead. The cat toppled sideways, hit directly after passing gas.

Emilio's Uncle Bulgaria Voynova Transvest had no appetite after seeing the Last Post. "What does a narwhal understand?" asked the owl. Nothing Emilio said would stop the bird from acting in "Cats". The postman rang Emilio's cathedral bell. Twice. However, the mice were unimpressed. With mace and forks, the sycophants tortured the Scot's bagpipers and Irish combolinists in Madrid.  Percussionists lacking drums beat hollow nawhal skins until they got sued for cruelty.  Narwhal lawyers acting for the fallen arches of of multi-columned Irem sued Emilio to the sum of 25 Ningi. Pleading insanity, Emilio's lawyers blanched. Hopelessly outgunned by narwhal hunters the advocates of cheese decided to starve. Vegeterian Vegan aliens parachuted in leather holsters.
Psychic Hotline Host

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


Aphos

Chapter Eighteen
---------------------------

European narwhals tend to inadvertently poke baby seals but this particular beast was more inclined to swallow whole walruses. Emilio, proud hunter of ocean-faring tattoo artists, set out his stall and spread his ample collection of nipple rings across the sandy beach. Narwhals peered from within the fishbowl that belonged to Lady Notthingworshchestershire.  Before the sun was devoured by the hungry gopher Ludicrus Masterweather, Emilio gathered four-leaf clovers by the groundhog's garden. None of the winter zombies was interested in clovers unless brains were decorated with pink roses.   Therefore Emilio intentionally left his botany books in his stall and took a laxative. This totally deranged tale impressed Mr. Masterweather's cat.  Mice with mace in their knitted underwear slept quietly despite the air raid raging overhead. The cat toppled sideways, hit directly after passing gas.

Emilio's Uncle Bulgaria Voynova Transvest had no appetite after seeing the Last Post. "What does a narwhal understand?" asked the owl. Nothing Emilio said would stop the bird from acting in "Cats". The postman rang Emilio's cathedral bell. Twice. However, the mice were unimpressed. With mace and forks, the sycophants tortured the Scot's bagpipers and Irish combolinists in Madrid.  Percussionists lacking drums beat hollow nawhal skins until they got sued for cruelty.  Narwhal lawyers acting for the fallen arches of of multi-columned Irem sued Emilio to the sum of 25 Ningi. Pleading insanity, Emilio's lawyers blanched. Hopelessly outgunned by narwhal hunters the advocates of cheese decided to starve. Vegeterian Vegan aliens parachuted in leather holsters.  Lemmings massed
--The topologist formerly known as Poincare's Stepchild--

Swatopluk

Chapter Eighteen
---------------------------

European narwhals tend to inadvertently poke baby seals but this particular beast was more inclined to swallow whole walruses. Emilio, proud hunter of ocean-faring tattoo artists, set out his stall and spread his ample collection of nipple rings across the sandy beach. Narwhals peered from within the fishbowl that belonged to Lady Notthingworshchestershire.  Before the sun was devoured by the hungry gopher Ludicrus Masterweather, Emilio gathered four-leaf clovers by the groundhog's garden. None of the winter zombies was interested in clovers unless brains were decorated with pink roses.   Therefore Emilio intentionally left his botany books in his stall and took a laxative. This totally deranged tale impressed Mr. Masterweather's cat.  Mice with mace in their knitted underwear slept quietly despite the air raid raging overhead. The cat toppled sideways, hit directly after passing gas.

Emilio's Uncle Bulgaria Voynova Transvest had no appetite after seeing the Last Post. "What does a narwhal understand?" asked the owl. Nothing Emilio said would stop the bird from acting in "Cats". The postman rang Emilio's cathedral bell. Twice. However, the mice were unimpressed. With mace and forks, the sycophants tortured the Scot's bagpipers and Irish combolinists in Madrid.  Percussionists lacking drums beat hollow nawhal skins until they got sued for cruelty.  Narwhal lawyers acting for the fallen arches of of multi-columned Irem sued Emilio to the sum of 25 Ningi. Pleading insanity, Emilio's lawyers blanched. Hopelessly outgunned by narwhal hunters the advocates of cheese decided to starve. Vegeterian Vegan aliens parachuted in leather holsters.  Lemmings massed at Trinity
Knurrhähne sind eßbar aber empfehlen würde ich das nicht unbedingt.
The aspitriglos is edible though I do not actually recommend it.

Aphos

Chapter Eighteen
---------------------------

European narwhals tend to inadvertently poke baby seals but this particular beast was more inclined to swallow whole walruses. Emilio, proud hunter of ocean-faring tattoo artists, set out his stall and spread his ample collection of nipple rings across the sandy beach. Narwhals peered from within the fishbowl that belonged to Lady Notthingworshchestershire.  Before the sun was devoured by the hungry gopher Ludicrus Masterweather, Emilio gathered four-leaf clovers by the groundhog's garden. None of the winter zombies was interested in clovers unless brains were decorated with pink roses.   Therefore Emilio intentionally left his botany books in his stall and took a laxative. This totally deranged tale impressed Mr. Masterweather's cat.  Mice with mace in their knitted underwear slept quietly despite the air raid raging overhead. The cat toppled sideways, hit directly after passing gas.

Emilio's Uncle Bulgaria Voynova Transvest had no appetite after seeing the Last Post. "What does a narwhal understand?" asked the owl. Nothing Emilio said would stop the bird from acting in "Cats". The postman rang Emilio's cathedral bell. Twice. However, the mice were unimpressed. With mace and forks, the sycophants tortured the Scot's bagpipers and Irish combolinists in Madrid.  Percussionists lacking drums beat hollow nawhal skins until they got sued for cruelty.  Narwhal lawyers acting for the fallen arches of of multi-columned Irem sued Emilio to the sum of 25 Ningi. Pleading insanity, Emilio's lawyers blanched. Hopelessly outgunned by narwhal hunters the advocates of cheese decided to starve. Vegeterian Vegan aliens parachuted in leather holsters.  Lemmings massed at Trinity College's library
--The topologist formerly known as Poincare's Stepchild--

Griffin NoName


Chapter Eighteen
---------------------------

European narwhals tend to inadvertently poke baby seals but this particular beast was more inclined to swallow whole walruses. Emilio, proud hunter of ocean-faring tattoo artists, set out his stall and spread his ample collection of nipple rings across the sandy beach. Narwhals peered from within the fishbowl that belonged to Lady Notthingworshchestershire.  Before the sun was devoured by the hungry gopher Ludicrus Masterweather, Emilio gathered four-leaf clovers by the groundhog's garden. None of the winter zombies was interested in clovers unless brains were decorated with pink roses.   Therefore Emilio intentionally left his botany books in his stall and took a laxative. This totally deranged tale impressed Mr. Masterweather's cat.  Mice with mace in their knitted underwear slept quietly despite the air raid raging overhead. The cat toppled sideways, hit directly after passing gas.

Emilio's Uncle Bulgaria Voynova Transvest had no appetite after seeing the Last Post. "What does a narwhal understand?" asked the owl. Nothing Emilio said would stop the bird from acting in "Cats". The postman rang Emilio's cathedral bell. Twice. However, the mice were unimpressed. With mace and forks, the sycophants tortured the Scot's bagpipers and Irish combolinists in Madrid.  Percussionists lacking drums beat hollow nawhal skins until they got sued for cruelty.  Narwhal lawyers acting for the fallen arches of of multi-columned Irem sued Emilio to the sum of 25 Ningi. Pleading insanity, Emilio's lawyers blanched. Hopelessly outgunned by narwhal hunters the advocates of cheese decided to starve. Vegeterian Vegan aliens parachuted in leather holsters.  Lemmings massed at Trinity College's library entrance entranced by
Psychic Hotline Host

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


Aphos

Chapter Eighteen
---------------------------

European narwhals tend to inadvertently poke baby seals but this particular beast was more inclined to swallow whole walruses. Emilio, proud hunter of ocean-faring tattoo artists, set out his stall and spread his ample collection of nipple rings across the sandy beach. Narwhals peered from within the fishbowl that belonged to Lady Notthingworshchestershire.  Before the sun was devoured by the hungry gopher Ludicrus Masterweather, Emilio gathered four-leaf clovers by the groundhog's garden. None of the winter zombies was interested in clovers unless brains were decorated with pink roses.   Therefore Emilio intentionally left his botany books in his stall and took a laxative. This totally deranged tale impressed Mr. Masterweather's cat.  Mice with mace in their knitted underwear slept quietly despite the air raid raging overhead. The cat toppled sideways, hit directly after passing gas.

Emilio's Uncle Bulgaria Voynova Transvest had no appetite after seeing the Last Post. "What does a narwhal understand?" asked the owl. Nothing Emilio said would stop the bird from acting in "Cats". The postman rang Emilio's cathedral bell. Twice. However, the mice were unimpressed. With mace and forks, the sycophants tortured the Scot's bagpipers and Irish combolinists in Madrid.  Percussionists lacking drums beat hollow nawhal skins until they got sued for cruelty.  Narwhal lawyers acting for the fallen arches of of multi-columned Irem sued Emilio to the sum of 25 Ningi. Pleading insanity, Emilio's lawyers blanched. Hopelessly outgunned by narwhal hunters the advocates of cheese decided to starve. Vegeterian Vegan aliens parachuted in leather holsters.  Lemmings massed at Trinity College's library entrance entranced by lightning bugs.
--The topologist formerly known as Poincare's Stepchild--

Swatopluk

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Chapter Nineteen
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Next morning
Knurrhähne sind eßbar aber empfehlen würde ich das nicht unbedingt.
The aspitriglos is edible though I do not actually recommend it.

Griffin NoName



woops I did three words in my last post, but I seem to have got away with it  ;)

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Chapter Nineteen
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Next morning after breakfast
Psychic Hotline Host

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


Aphos

Quote from: Griffin NoName on April 05, 2009, 11:47:19 AM


woops I did three words in my last post, but I seem to have got away with it  ;)

I noticed, but didn't say anything.

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Chapter Nineteen
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Next morning after breakfast, Whipplestein took
--The topologist formerly known as Poincare's Stepchild--

Sibling Chatty

Chapter Nineteen
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Next morning after breakfast, Whipplestein took refuge in
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