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

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Griffin NoName

he Twelfth 4 (don't you mean 2) to the power of 5-th Chapter of the Continuing Saga (this is after all the 32nd installment). Indeed, sorry. 42.5 would also be possible.  (Why don't we just go with sqroot of 1024?)

Upon seeing five ships with paisley (not Ian) patterned sails go sailing west by north west half south around the lagoon, Skipper Farnsworthington at Dimwater Point hoisted his mauve flag heavensward and saluted.  The malodorous banner bearer from The Southern Ghashwamibishi jungles penned his excuse for jaywalking outside the United Chimneysweep Association, saying that it was legal in Tortuga but not that popular with the Eduardian children who can't digest such unusual subspecies of Lumbricus terrestris without first addressing the Pope's encyclical Ebrietate Afflicto. Most unusually, 3 stoned chimneysweeps objected: 'numquam ebriati, semper fidelis and up yours, matey!'. Excommunication followed, also buckets of ice lolly sticks were dropped unto the third generation.  Fourth-generation power houses with nuclear-fuelled refrigeration plants appeared and ice lollies became illegal WMDs. Inevitably, world supplies of orange flavoured pork pies dwindled rapidly until only two remained in the nuclear arsenal behind the lonley palm of Lolita Schmitterwammermeister.  Soon the confections melted, leaving naught but a nasty lingering odour that crept like an ethereal millipede into every Tortugan crevice.

Man Friday quickly reconsidered his relationship with Freya and decided against deodorant, choosing instead to regulate his libido by smearing weasel extract mixed with shrew venom all over her curly gelded poodle called Ranger. The wretched Princess Cariboo, eldest daughter of King Kong, sang in her bath, thinking of the Pope's red shoes and fantasizing - Pegnose Throgmorton took advantage of the
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Aphos

The Twelfth 4 (don't you mean 2) to the power of 5-th Chapter of the Continuing Saga (this is after all the 32nd installment). Indeed, sorry. 42.5 would also be possible.  (Why don't we just go with sqroot of 1024?)

Upon seeing five ships with paisley (not Ian) patterned sails go sailing west by north west half south around the lagoon, Skipper Farnsworthington at Dimwater Point hoisted his mauve flag heavensward and saluted.  The malodorous banner bearer from The Southern Ghashwamibishi jungles penned his excuse for jaywalking outside the United Chimneysweep Association, saying that it was legal in Tortuga but not that popular with the Eduardian children who can't digest such unusual subspecies of Lumbricus terrestris without first addressing the Pope's encyclical Ebrietate Afflicto. Most unusually, 3 stoned chimneysweeps objected: 'numquam ebriati, semper fidelis and up yours, matey!'. Excommunication followed, also buckets of ice lolly sticks were dropped unto the third generation.  Fourth-generation power houses with nuclear-fuelled refrigeration plants appeared and ice lollies became illegal WMDs. Inevitably, world supplies of orange flavoured pork pies dwindled rapidly until only two remained in the nuclear arsenal behind the lonley palm of Lolita Schmitterwammermeister.  Soon the confections melted, leaving naught but a nasty lingering odour that crept like an ethereal millipede into every Tortugan crevice.

Man Friday quickly reconsidered his relationship with Freya and decided against deodorant, choosing instead to regulate his libido by smearing weasel extract mixed with shrew venom all over her curly gelded poodle called Ranger. The wretched Princess Cariboo, eldest daughter of King Kong, sang in her bath, thinking of the Pope's red shoes and fantasizing - Pegnose Throgmorton took advantage of the moment, singing
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Swatopluk

The Twelfth 4 (don't you mean 2) to the power of 5-th Chapter of the Continuing Saga (this is after all the 32nd installment). Indeed, sorry. 42.5 would also be possible.  (Why don't we just go with sqroot of 1024?)

Upon seeing five ships with paisley (not Ian) patterned sails go sailing west by north west half south around the lagoon, Skipper Farnsworthington at Dimwater Point hoisted his mauve flag heavensward and saluted.  The malodorous banner bearer from The Southern Ghashwamibishi jungles penned his excuse for jaywalking outside the United Chimneysweep Association, saying that it was legal in Tortuga but not that popular with the Eduardian children who can't digest such unusual subspecies of Lumbricus terrestris without first addressing the Pope's encyclical Ebrietate Afflicto. Most unusually, 3 stoned chimneysweeps objected: 'numquam ebriati, semper fidelis and up yours, matey!'. Excommunication followed, also buckets of ice lolly sticks were dropped unto the third generation.  Fourth-generation power houses with nuclear-fuelled refrigeration plants appeared and ice lollies became illegal WMDs. Inevitably, world supplies of orange flavoured pork pies dwindled rapidly until only two remained in the nuclear arsenal behind the lonley palm of Lolita Schmitterwammermeister.  Soon the confections melted, leaving naught but a nasty lingering odour that crept like an ethereal millipede into every Tortugan crevice.

Man Friday quickly reconsidered his relationship with Freya and decided against deodorant, choosing instead to regulate his libido by smearing weasel extract mixed with shrew venom all over her curly gelded poodle called Ranger. The wretched Princess Cariboo, eldest daughter of King Kong, sang in her bath, thinking of the Pope's red shoes and fantasizing - Pegnose Throgmorton took advantage of the moment, singing "God shave
Knurrhähne sind eßbar aber empfehlen würde ich das nicht unbedingt.
The aspitriglos is edible though I do not actually recommend it.

Sibling DavidH

The Twelfth 4 (don't you mean 2) to the power of 5-th Chapter of the Continuing Saga (this is after all the 32nd installment). Indeed, sorry. 42.5 would also be possible.  (Why don't we just go with sqroot of 1024?)

Upon seeing five ships with paisley (not Ian) patterned sails go sailing west by north west half south around the lagoon, Skipper Farnsworthington at Dimwater Point hoisted his mauve flag heavensward and saluted.  The malodorous banner bearer from The Southern Ghashwamibishi jungles penned his excuse for jaywalking outside the United Chimneysweep Association, saying that it was legal in Tortuga but not that popular with the Eduardian children who can't digest such unusual subspecies of Lumbricus terrestris without first addressing the Pope's encyclical Ebrietate Afflicto. Most unusually, 3 stoned chimneysweeps objected: 'numquam ebriati, semper fidelis and up yours, matey!'. Excommunication followed, also buckets of ice lolly sticks were dropped unto the third generation.  Fourth-generation power houses with nuclear-fuelled refrigeration plants appeared and ice lollies became illegal WMDs. Inevitably, world supplies of orange flavoured pork pies dwindled rapidly until only two remained in the nuclear arsenal behind the lonley palm of Lolita Schmitterwammermeister.  Soon the confections melted, leaving naught but a nasty lingering odour that crept like an ethereal millipede into every Tortugan crevice.

Man Friday quickly reconsidered his relationship with Freya and decided against deodorant, choosing instead to regulate his libido by smearing weasel extract mixed with shrew venom all over her curly gelded poodle called Ranger. The wretched Princess Cariboo, eldest daughter of King Kong, sang in her bath, thinking of the Pope's red shoes and fantasizing - Pegnose Throgmorton took advantage of the moment, singing "God shave Admiral McGillicuddy

Swatopluk

The Twelfth 4 (don't you mean 2) to the power of 5-th Chapter of the Continuing Saga (this is after all the 32nd installment). Indeed, sorry. 42.5 would also be possible.  (Why don't we just go with sqroot of 1024?)

Upon seeing five ships with paisley (not Ian) patterned sails go sailing west by north west half south around the lagoon, Skipper Farnsworthington at Dimwater Point hoisted his mauve flag heavensward and saluted.  The malodorous banner bearer from The Southern Ghashwamibishi jungles penned his excuse for jaywalking outside the United Chimneysweep Association, saying that it was legal in Tortuga but not that popular with the Eduardian children who can't digest such unusual subspecies of Lumbricus terrestris without first addressing the Pope's encyclical Ebrietate Afflicto. Most unusually, 3 stoned chimneysweeps objected: 'numquam ebriati, semper fidelis and up yours, matey!'. Excommunication followed, also buckets of ice lolly sticks were dropped unto the third generation.  Fourth-generation power houses with nuclear-fuelled refrigeration plants appeared and ice lollies became illegal WMDs. Inevitably, world supplies of orange flavoured pork pies dwindled rapidly until only two remained in the nuclear arsenal behind the lonley palm of Lolita Schmitterwammermeister.  Soon the confections melted, leaving naught but a nasty lingering odour that crept like an ethereal millipede into every Tortugan crevice.

Man Friday quickly reconsidered his relationship with Freya and decided against deodorant, choosing instead to regulate his libido by smearing weasel extract mixed with shrew venom all over her curly gelded poodle called Ranger. The wretched Princess Cariboo, eldest daughter of King Kong, sang in her bath, thinking of the Pope's red shoes and fantasizing - Pegnose Throgmorton took advantage of the moment, singing "God shave Admiral McGillicuddy' sister's daughter"
Knurrhähne sind eßbar aber empfehlen würde ich das nicht unbedingt.
The aspitriglos is edible though I do not actually recommend it.

Griffin NoName

The Twelfth 4 (don't you mean 2) to the power of 5-th Chapter of the Continuing Saga (this is after all the 32nd installment). Indeed, sorry. 42.5 would also be possible.  (Why don't we just go with sqroot of 1024?)

Upon seeing five ships with paisley (not Ian) patterned sails go sailing west by north west half south around the lagoon, Skipper Farnsworthington at Dimwater Point hoisted his mauve flag heavensward and saluted.  The malodorous banner bearer from The Southern Ghashwamibishi jungles penned his excuse for jaywalking outside the United Chimneysweep Association, saying that it was legal in Tortuga but not that popular with the Eduardian children who can't digest such unusual subspecies of Lumbricus terrestris without first addressing the Pope's encyclical Ebrietate Afflicto. Most unusually, 3 stoned chimneysweeps objected: 'numquam ebriati, semper fidelis and up yours, matey!'. Excommunication followed, also buckets of ice lolly sticks were dropped unto the third generation.  Fourth-generation power houses with nuclear-fuelled refrigeration plants appeared and ice lollies became illegal WMDs. Inevitably, world supplies of orange flavoured pork pies dwindled rapidly until only two remained in the nuclear arsenal behind the lonley palm of Lolita Schmitterwammermeister.  Soon the confections melted, leaving naught but a nasty lingering odour that crept like an ethereal millipede into every Tortugan crevice.

Man Friday quickly reconsidered his relationship with Freya and decided against deodorant, choosing instead to regulate his libido by smearing weasel extract mixed with shrew venom all over her curly gelded poodle called Ranger. The wretched Princess Cariboo, eldest daughter of King Kong, sang in her bath, thinking of the Pope's red shoes and fantasizing - Pegnose Throgmorton took advantage of the moment, singing "God shave Admiral McGillicuddy' sister's daughter" loudly. Bubbles

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


Sibling DavidH

The Twelfth 4 (don't you mean 2) to the power of 5-th Chapter of the Continuing Saga (this is after all the 32nd installment). Indeed, sorry. 42.5 would also be possible.  (Why don't we just go with sqroot of 1024?)

Upon seeing five ships with paisley (not Ian) patterned sails go sailing west by north west half south around the lagoon, Skipper Farnsworthington at Dimwater Point hoisted his mauve flag heavensward and saluted.  The malodorous banner bearer from The Southern Ghashwamibishi jungles penned his excuse for jaywalking outside the United Chimneysweep Association, saying that it was legal in Tortuga but not that popular with the Eduardian children who can't digest such unusual subspecies of Lumbricus terrestris without first addressing the Pope's encyclical Ebrietate Afflicto. Most unusually, 3 stoned chimneysweeps objected: 'numquam ebriati, semper fidelis and up yours, matey!'. Excommunication followed, also buckets of ice lolly sticks were dropped unto the third generation.  Fourth-generation power houses with nuclear-fuelled refrigeration plants appeared and ice lollies became illegal WMDs. Inevitably, world supplies of orange flavoured pork pies dwindled rapidly until only two remained in the nuclear arsenal behind the lonley palm of Lolita Schmitterwammermeister.  Soon the confections melted, leaving naught but a nasty lingering odour that crept like an ethereal millipede into every Tortugan crevice.

Man Friday quickly reconsidered his relationship with Freya and decided against deodorant, choosing instead to regulate his libido by smearing weasel extract mixed with shrew venom all over her curly gelded poodle called Ranger. The wretched Princess Cariboo, eldest daughter of King Kong, sang in her bath, thinking of the Pope's red shoes and fantasizing - Pegnose Throgmorton took advantage of the moment, singing "God shave Admiral McGillicuddy's sister's daughter" loudly. Bubbles the courtesan

Griffin NoName

The Twelfth 4 (don't you mean 2) to the power of 5-th Chapter of the Continuing Saga (this is after all the 32nd installment). Indeed, sorry. 42.5 would also be possible.  (Why don't we just go with sqroot of 1024?)

Upon seeing five ships with paisley (not Ian) patterned sails go sailing west by north west half south around the lagoon, Skipper Farnsworthington at Dimwater Point hoisted his mauve flag heavensward and saluted.  The malodorous banner bearer from The Southern Ghashwamibishi jungles penned his excuse for jaywalking outside the United Chimneysweep Association, saying that it was legal in Tortuga but not that popular with the Eduardian children who can't digest such unusual subspecies of Lumbricus terrestris without first addressing the Pope's encyclical Ebrietate Afflicto. Most unusually, 3 stoned chimneysweeps objected: 'numquam ebriati, semper fidelis and up yours, matey!'. Excommunication followed, also buckets of ice lolly sticks were dropped unto the third generation.  Fourth-generation power houses with nuclear-fuelled refrigeration plants appeared and ice lollies became illegal WMDs. Inevitably, world supplies of orange flavoured pork pies dwindled rapidly until only two remained in the nuclear arsenal behind the lonley palm of Lolita Schmitterwammermeister.  Soon the confections melted, leaving naught but a nasty lingering odour that crept like an ethereal millipede into every Tortugan crevice.

Man Friday quickly reconsidered his relationship with Freya and decided against deodorant, choosing instead to regulate his libido by smearing weasel extract mixed with shrew venom all over her curly gelded poodle called Ranger. The wretched Princess Cariboo, eldest daughter of King Kong, sang in her bath, thinking of the Pope's red shoes and fantasizing - Pegnose Throgmorton took advantage of the moment, singing "God shave Admiral McGillicuddy's sister's daughter" loudly. Bubbles the courtesan without portfolio
Psychic Hotline Host

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


Sibling DavidH

The Twelfth 4 (don't you mean 2) to the power of 5-th Chapter of the Continuing Saga (this is after all the 32nd installment). Indeed, sorry. 42.5 would also be possible.  (Why don't we just go with sqroot of 1024?)

Upon seeing five ships with paisley (not Ian) patterned sails go sailing west by north west half south around the lagoon, Skipper Farnsworthington at Dimwater Point hoisted his mauve flag heavensward and saluted.  The malodorous banner bearer from The Southern Ghashwamibishi jungles penned his excuse for jaywalking outside the United Chimneysweep Association, saying that it was legal in Tortuga but not that popular with the Eduardian children who can't digest such unusual subspecies of Lumbricus terrestris without first addressing the Pope's encyclical Ebrietate Afflicto. Most unusually, 3 stoned chimneysweeps objected: 'numquam ebriati, semper fidelis and up yours, matey!'. Excommunication followed, also buckets of ice lolly sticks were dropped unto the third generation.  Fourth-generation power houses with nuclear-fuelled refrigeration plants appeared and ice lollies became illegal WMDs. Inevitably, world supplies of orange flavoured pork pies dwindled rapidly until only two remained in the nuclear arsenal behind the lonley palm of Lolita Schmitterwammermeister.  Soon the confections melted, leaving naught but a nasty lingering odour that crept like an ethereal millipede into every Tortugan crevice.

Man Friday quickly reconsidered his relationship with Freya and decided against deodorant, choosing instead to regulate his libido by smearing weasel extract mixed with shrew venom all over her curly gelded poodle called Ranger. The wretched Princess Cariboo, eldest daughter of King Kong, sang in her bath, thinking of the Pope's red shoes and fantasizing - Pegnose Throgmorton took advantage of the moment, singing "God shave Admiral McGillicuddy's sister's daughter" loudly. Bubbles the courtesan without portfolio and Cariboo

Swatopluk

The Twelfth 4 (don't you mean 2) to the power of 5-th Chapter of the Continuing Saga (this is after all the 32nd installment). Indeed, sorry. 42.5 would also be possible.  (Why don't we just go with sqroot of 1024?)

Upon seeing five ships with paisley (not Ian) patterned sails go sailing west by north west half south around the lagoon, Skipper Farnsworthington at Dimwater Point hoisted his mauve flag heavensward and saluted.  The malodorous banner bearer from The Southern Ghashwamibishi jungles penned his excuse for jaywalking outside the United Chimneysweep Association, saying that it was legal in Tortuga but not that popular with the Eduardian children who can't digest such unusual subspecies of Lumbricus terrestris without first addressing the Pope's encyclical Ebrietate Afflicto. Most unusually, 3 stoned chimneysweeps objected: 'numquam ebriati, semper fidelis and up yours, matey!'. Excommunication followed, also buckets of ice lolly sticks were dropped unto the third generation.  Fourth-generation power houses with nuclear-fuelled refrigeration plants appeared and ice lollies became illegal WMDs. Inevitably, world supplies of orange flavoured pork pies dwindled rapidly until only two remained in the nuclear arsenal behind the lonley palm of Lolita Schmitterwammermeister.  Soon the confections melted, leaving naught but a nasty lingering odour that crept like an ethereal millipede into every Tortugan crevice.

Man Friday quickly reconsidered his relationship with Freya and decided against deodorant, choosing instead to regulate his libido by smearing weasel extract mixed with shrew venom all over her curly gelded poodle called Ranger. The wretched Princess Cariboo, eldest daughter of King Kong, sang in her bath, thinking of the Pope's red shoes and fantasizing - Pegnose Throgmorton took advantage of the moment, singing "God shave Admiral McGillicuddy's sister's daughter" loudly. Bubbles the courtesan without portfolio and Cariboo Cornelia the
Knurrhähne sind eßbar aber empfehlen würde ich das nicht unbedingt.
The aspitriglos is edible though I do not actually recommend it.

Griffin NoName

The Twelfth 4 (don't you mean 2) to the power of 5-th Chapter of the Continuing Saga (this is after all the 32nd installment). Indeed, sorry. 42.5 would also be possible.  (Why don't we just go with sqroot of 1024?)

Upon seeing five ships with paisley (not Ian) patterned sails go sailing west by north west half south around the lagoon, Skipper Farnsworthington at Dimwater Point hoisted his mauve flag heavensward and saluted.  The malodorous banner bearer from The Southern Ghashwamibishi jungles penned his excuse for jaywalking outside the United Chimneysweep Association, saying that it was legal in Tortuga but not that popular with the Eduardian children who can't digest such unusual subspecies of Lumbricus terrestris without first addressing the Pope's encyclical Ebrietate Afflicto. Most unusually, 3 stoned chimneysweeps objected: 'numquam ebriati, semper fidelis and up yours, matey!'. Excommunication followed, also buckets of ice lolly sticks were dropped unto the third generation.  Fourth-generation power houses with nuclear-fuelled refrigeration plants appeared and ice lollies became illegal WMDs. Inevitably, world supplies of orange flavoured pork pies dwindled rapidly until only two remained in the nuclear arsenal behind the lonley palm of Lolita Schmitterwammermeister.  Soon the confections melted, leaving naught but a nasty lingering odour that crept like an ethereal millipede into every Tortugan crevice.

Man Friday quickly reconsidered his relationship with Freya and decided against deodorant, choosing instead to regulate his libido by smearing weasel extract mixed with shrew venom all over her curly gelded poodle called Ranger. The wretched Princess Cariboo, eldest daughter of King Kong, sang in her bath, thinking of the Pope's red shoes and fantasizing - Pegnose Throgmorton took advantage of the moment, singing "God shave Admiral McGillicuddy's sister's daughter" loudly. Bubbles the courtesan without portfolio and Cariboo Cornelia the nursery maid
Psychic Hotline Host

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


Swatopluk

The Twelfth 4 (don't you mean 2) to the power of 5-th Chapter of the Continuing Saga (this is after all the 32nd installment). Indeed, sorry. 42.5 would also be possible.  (Why don't we just go with sqroot of 1024?)

Upon seeing five ships with paisley (not Ian) patterned sails go sailing west by north west half south around the lagoon, Skipper Farnsworthington at Dimwater Point hoisted his mauve flag heavensward and saluted.  The malodorous banner bearer from The Southern Ghashwamibishi jungles penned his excuse for jaywalking outside the United Chimneysweep Association, saying that it was legal in Tortuga but not that popular with the Eduardian children who can't digest such unusual subspecies of Lumbricus terrestris without first addressing the Pope's encyclical Ebrietate Afflicto. Most unusually, 3 stoned chimneysweeps objected: 'numquam ebriati, semper fidelis and up yours, matey!'. Excommunication followed, also buckets of ice lolly sticks were dropped unto the third generation.  Fourth-generation power houses with nuclear-fuelled refrigeration plants appeared and ice lollies became illegal WMDs. Inevitably, world supplies of orange flavoured pork pies dwindled rapidly until only two remained in the nuclear arsenal behind the lonley palm of Lolita Schmitterwammermeister.  Soon the confections melted, leaving naught but a nasty lingering odour that crept like an ethereal millipede into every Tortugan crevice.

Man Friday quickly reconsidered his relationship with Freya and decided against deodorant, choosing instead to regulate his libido by smearing weasel extract mixed with shrew venom all over her curly gelded poodle called Ranger. The wretched Princess Cariboo, eldest daughter of King Kong, sang in her bath, thinking of the Pope's red shoes and fantasizing - Pegnose Throgmorton took advantage of the moment, singing "God shave Admiral McGillicuddy's sister's daughter" loudly. Bubbles the courtesan without portfolio and Cariboo Cornelia the nursery maid went to
Knurrhähne sind eßbar aber empfehlen würde ich das nicht unbedingt.
The aspitriglos is edible though I do not actually recommend it.

Griffin NoName

       

The Twelfth 4 (don't you mean 2) to the power of 5-th Chapter of the Continuing Saga (this is after all the 32nd installment). Indeed, sorry. 42.5 would also be possible.  (Why don't we just go with sqroot of 1024?)

Upon seeing five ships with paisley (not Ian) patterned sails go sailing west by north west half south around the lagoon, Skipper Farnsworthington at Dimwater Point hoisted his mauve flag heavensward and saluted.  The malodorous banner bearer from The Southern Ghashwamibishi jungles penned his excuse for jaywalking outside the United Chimneysweep Association, saying that it was legal in Tortuga but not that popular with the Eduardian children who can't digest such unusual subspecies of Lumbricus terrestris without first addressing the Pope's encyclical Ebrietate Afflicto. Most unusually, 3 stoned chimneysweeps objected: 'numquam ebriati, semper fidelis and up yours, matey!'. Excommunication followed, also buckets of ice lolly sticks were dropped unto the third generation.  Fourth-generation power houses with nuclear-fuelled refrigeration plants appeared and ice lollies became illegal WMDs. Inevitably, world supplies of orange flavoured pork pies dwindled rapidly until only two remained in the nuclear arsenal behind the lonley palm of Lolita Schmitterwammermeister.  Soon the confections melted, leaving naught but a nasty lingering odour that crept like an ethereal millipede into every Tortugan crevice.

Man Friday quickly reconsidered his relationship with Freya and decided against deodorant, choosing instead to regulate his libido by smearing weasel extract mixed with shrew venom all over her curly gelded poodle called Ranger. The wretched Princess Cariboo, eldest daughter of King Kong, sang in her bath, thinking of the Pope's red shoes and fantasizing - Pegnose Throgmorton took advantage of the moment, singing "God shave Admiral McGillicuddy's sister's daughter" loudly. Bubbles the courtesan without portfolio and Cariboo Cornelia the nursery maid went to Evensong at
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One approaches the journey's end. But the end is a goal, not a catastrophe. George Sand


Swatopluk

The Twelfth 4 (don't you mean 2) to the power of 5-th Chapter of the Continuing Saga (this is after all the 32nd installment). Indeed, sorry. 42.5 would also be possible.  (Why don't we just go with sqroot of 1024?)

Upon seeing five ships with paisley (not Ian) patterned sails go sailing west by north west half south around the lagoon, Skipper Farnsworthington at Dimwater Point hoisted his mauve flag heavensward and saluted.  The malodorous banner bearer from The Southern Ghashwamibishi jungles penned his excuse for jaywalking outside the United Chimneysweep Association, saying that it was legal in Tortuga but not that popular with the Eduardian children who can't digest such unusual subspecies of Lumbricus terrestris without first addressing the Pope's encyclical Ebrietate Afflicto. Most unusually, 3 stoned chimneysweeps objected: 'numquam ebriati, semper fidelis and up yours, matey!'. Excommunication followed, also buckets of ice lolly sticks were dropped unto the third generation.  Fourth-generation power houses with nuclear-fuelled refrigeration plants appeared and ice lollies became illegal WMDs. Inevitably, world supplies of orange flavoured pork pies dwindled rapidly until only two remained in the nuclear arsenal behind the lonley palm of Lolita Schmitterwammermeister.  Soon the confections melted, leaving naught but a nasty lingering odour that crept like an ethereal millipede into every Tortugan crevice.

Man Friday quickly reconsidered his relationship with Freya and decided against deodorant, choosing instead to regulate his libido by smearing weasel extract mixed with shrew venom all over her curly gelded poodle called Ranger. The wretched Princess Cariboo, eldest daughter of King Kong, sang in her bath, thinking of the Pope's red shoes and fantasizing - Pegnose Throgmorton took advantage of the moment, singing "God shave Admiral McGillicuddy's sister's daughter" loudly. Bubbles the courtesan without portfolio and Cariboo Cornelia the nursery maid went to Evensong at the time

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

Sibling DavidH

The Twelfth 4 (don't you mean 2) to the power of 5-th Chapter of the Continuing Saga (this is after all the 32nd installment). Indeed, sorry. 42.5 would also be possible.  (Why don't we just go with sqroot of 1024?)

Upon seeing five ships with paisley (not Ian) patterned sails go sailing west by north west half south around the lagoon, Skipper Farnsworthington at Dimwater Point hoisted his mauve flag heavensward and saluted.  The malodorous banner bearer from The Southern Ghashwamibishi jungles penned his excuse for jaywalking outside the United Chimneysweep Association, saying that it was legal in Tortuga but not that popular with the Eduardian children who can't digest such unusual subspecies of Lumbricus terrestris without first addressing the Pope's encyclical Ebrietate Afflicto. Most unusually, 3 stoned chimneysweeps objected: 'numquam ebriati, semper fidelis and up yours, matey!'. Excommunication followed, also buckets of ice lolly sticks were dropped unto the third generation.  Fourth-generation power houses with nuclear-fuelled refrigeration plants appeared and ice lollies became illegal WMDs. Inevitably, world supplies of orange flavoured pork pies dwindled rapidly until only two remained in the nuclear arsenal behind the lonley palm of Lolita Schmitterwammermeister.  Soon the confections melted, leaving naught but a nasty lingering odour that crept like an ethereal millipede into every Tortugan crevice.

Man Friday quickly reconsidered his relationship with Freya and decided against deodorant, choosing instead to regulate his libido by smearing weasel extract mixed with shrew venom all over her curly gelded poodle called Ranger. The wretched Princess Cariboo, eldest daughter of King Kong, sang in her bath, thinking of the Pope's red shoes and fantasizing - Pegnose Throgmorton took advantage of the moment, singing "God shave Admiral McGillicuddy's sister's daughter" loudly. Bubbles the courtesan without portfolio and Cariboo Cornelia the nursery maid went to Evensong at the time the moon