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Hungry Mongoose · Posted: Sun May 07, 2006 9:49 am Post subject:

Once there were unicorns. Now they had no magic sauce for flying kites. So instead, gnomes went flying over the convoluted noodles to drink absinthe. My fur itches terribly because of mutant sandwiches burrowing beneath my eyelids and disintegrating into flesh-eating nanites with scrubbing-bubbles. Fortunately, Special Eyelid Al cures that with its patented undocumented substances. Hence why superimposed unicorns stare blankly while knitting kites. Poor Faye doesn't know how to untie shoes with her mouth. Accordingly, she straddles her horse shoes so that she wobbles around while being cranky to cranky her crankyness. "Moo moo!" shouted Howard, defender of all things good to cows.

Meanwhile, in Ocqueoc, exploding puppys run alongside the train-tracks and explode into pickles smothered in creamy, rich marshmellows, sauteed with fish and monkey knuckle stew. "Twinkle, twinkle," proclaimed Twinkle Ted, "Little boys make toys." A non-sequitur, diabolical, effervescent, supah-helo, defacated, slovenly muzzler with boyish charm. Afterwards, assuming that mermaids masticate without using pliers, Kittens often masticate mermaids while using Totoro's toothbrush. Pocky Rocky hadn't rocked 'round really reclusive rat-infested raves recently, so soapy soporific surfer shepherds sanitize saliva salaciously sipping sake surreptitiously.

"Frankly, my dear, I don't give a gosh darn diddly hoop about you!" said the squirrel to its nuts, which happened to gravitate around the fire-breathing monkey bones! "Well, I don't want bovine madness in my floppy-socks." Squirrel-san demurely waddled elegantly to the music of an over-handed banjo-playing fool-man. He decided not to bake himself, instead of not baking blah.

Now then, let's bounce to the rhythm DarkshiningStar-style unless

(My first post here is a conjunction. Oh well...)

JetBlack87 · Black Dog Joined: 27 Mar 2006 Posts: 318

Once there were unicorns. Now they had no magic sauce for flying kites. So instead, gnomes went flying over the convoluted noodles to drink absinthe. My fur itches terribly because of mutant sandwiches burrowing beneath my eyelids and disintegrating into flesh-eating nanites with scrubbing-bubbles. Fortunately, Special Eyelid Al cures that with its patented undocumented substances. Hence why superimposed unicorns stare blankly while knitting kites. Poor Faye doesn't know how to untie shoes with her mouth. Accordingly, she straddles her horse shoes so that she wobbles around while being cranky to cranky her crankyness. "Moo moo!" shouted Howard, defender of all things good to cows.

Meanwhile, in Ocqueoc, exploding puppys run alongside the train-tracks and explode into pickles smothered in creamy, rich marshmellows, sauteed with fish and monkey knuckle stew. "Twinkle, twinkle," proclaimed Twinkle Ted, "Little boys make toys." A non-sequitur, diabolical, effervescent, supah-helo, defacated, slovenly muzzler with boyish charm. Afterwards, assuming that mermaids masticate without using pliers, Kittens often masticate mermaids while using Totoro's toothbrush. Pocky Rocky hadn't rocked 'round really reclusive rat-infested raves recently, so soapy soporific surfer shepherds sanitize saliva salaciously sipping sake surreptitiously.

"Frankly, my dear, I don't give a gosh darn diddly hoop about you!" said the squirrel to its nuts, which happened to gravitate around the fire-breathing monkey bones! "Well, I don't want bovine madness in my floppy-socks." Squirrel-san demurely waddled elegantly to the music of an over-handed banjo-playing fool-man. He decided not to bake himself, instead of not baking blah.

Now then, let's bounce to the rhythm DarkshiningStar-style unless someone

swollenlymphnodes · Posted: Mon May 08, 2006 7:29 pm Post subject:

Once there were unicorns. Now they had no magic sauce for flying kites. So instead, gnomes went flying over the convoluted noodles to drink absinthe. My fur itches terribly because of mutant sandwiches burrowing beneath my eyelids and disintegrating into flesh-eating nanites with scrubbing-bubbles. Fortunately, Special Eyelid Al cures that with its patented undocumented substances. Hence why superimposed unicorns stare blankly while knitting kites. Poor Faye doesn't know how to untie shoes with her mouth. Accordingly, she straddles her horse shoes so that she wobbles around while being cranky to cranky her crankyness. "Moo moo!" shouted Howard, defender of all things good to cows.

Meanwhile, in Ocqueoc, exploding puppys run alongside the train-tracks and explode into pickles smothered in creamy, rich marshmellows, sauteed with fish and monkey knuckle stew. "Twinkle, twinkle," proclaimed Twinkle Ted, "Little boys make toys." A non-sequitur, diabolical, effervescent, supah-helo, defacated, slovenly muzzler with boyish charm. Afterwards, assuming that mermaids masticate without using pliers, Kittens often masticate mermaids while using Totoro's toothbrush. Pocky Rocky hadn't rocked 'round really reclusive rat-infested raves recently, so soapy soporific surfer shepherds sanitize saliva salaciously sipping sake surreptitiously.

"Frankly, my dear, I don't give a gosh darn diddly hoop about you!" said the squirrel to its nuts, which happened to gravitate around the fire-breathing monkey bones! "Well, I don't want bovine madness in my floppy-socks." Squirrel-san demurely waddled elegantly to the music of an over-handed banjo-playing fool-man. He decided not to bake himself, instead of not baking blah.

Now then, let's bounce to the rhythm DarkshiningStar-style unless someone says
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IronPoke · Posted: Mon May 08, 2006 10:42 pm Post subject:

Once there were unicorns. Now they had no magic sauce for flying kites. So instead, gnomes went flying over the convoluted noodles to drink absinthe. My fur itches terribly because of mutant sandwiches burrowing beneath my eyelids and disintegrating into flesh-eating nanites with scrubbing-bubbles. Fortunately, Special Eyelid Al cures that with its patented undocumented substances. Hence why superimposed unicorns stare blankly while knitting kites. Poor Faye doesn't know how to untie shoes with her mouth. Accordingly, she straddles her horse shoes so that she wobbles around while being cranky to cranky her crankyness. "Moo moo!" shouted Howard, defender of all things good to cows.

Meanwhile, in Ocqueoc, exploding puppys run alongside the train-tracks and explode into pickles smothered in creamy, rich marshmellows, sauteed with fish and monkey knuckle stew. "Twinkle, twinkle," proclaimed Twinkle Ted, "Little boys make toys." A non-sequitur, diabolical, effervescent, supah-helo, defacated, slovenly muzzler with boyish charm. Afterwards, assuming that mermaids masticate without using pliers, Kittens often masticate mermaids while using Totoro's toothbrush. Pocky Rocky hadn't rocked 'round really reclusive rat-infested raves recently, so soapy soporific surfer shepherds sanitize saliva salaciously sipping sake surreptitiously.

"Frankly, my dear, I don't give a gosh darn diddly hoop about you!" said the squirrel to its nuts, which happened to gravitate around the fire-breathing monkey bones! "Well, I don't want bovine madness in my floppy-socks." Squirrel-san demurely waddled elegantly to the music of an over-handed banjo-playing fool-man. He decided not to bake himself, instead of not baking blah.

Now then, let's bounce to the rhythm DarkshiningStar-style unless someone says "Revolution!"

swollenlymphnodes · Posted: Mon May 08, 2006 11:43 pm Post subject:

Once there were unicorns. Now they had no magic sauce for flying kites. So instead, gnomes went flying over the convoluted noodles to drink absinthe. My fur itches terribly because of mutant sandwiches burrowing beneath my eyelids and disintegrating into flesh-eating nanites with scrubbing-bubbles. Fortunately, Special Eyelid Al cures that with its patented undocumented substances. Hence why superimposed unicorns stare blankly while knitting kites. Poor Faye doesn't know how to untie shoes with her mouth. Accordingly, she straddles her horse shoes so that she wobbles around while being cranky to cranky her crankyness. "Moo moo!" shouted Howard, defender of all things good to cows.

Meanwhile, in Ocqueoc, exploding puppys run alongside the train-tracks and explode into pickles smothered in creamy, rich marshmellows, sauteed with fish and monkey knuckle stew. "Twinkle, twinkle," proclaimed Twinkle Ted, "Little boys make toys." A non-sequitur, diabolical, effervescent, supah-helo, defacated, slovenly muzzler with boyish charm. Afterwards, assuming that mermaids masticate without using pliers, Kittens often masticate mermaids while using Totoro's toothbrush. Pocky Rocky hadn't rocked 'round really reclusive rat-infested raves recently, so soapy soporific surfer shepherds sanitize saliva salaciously sipping sake surreptitiously.

"Frankly, my dear, I don't give a gosh darn diddly hoop about you!" said the squirrel to its nuts, which happened to gravitate around the fire-breathing monkey bones! "Well, I don't want bovine madness in my floppy-socks." Squirrel-san demurely waddled elegantly to the music of an over-handed banjo-playing fool-man. He decided not to bake himself, instead of not baking blah.

Now then, let's bounce to the rhythm DarkshiningStar-style unless someone says "Revolution!"

"Revolution!"
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PDT_Zamourai_11

eh?
*Eternally Lurking*

JetBlack87 · Black Dog Joined: 27 Mar 2006 Posts: 318

Once there were unicorns. Now they had no magic sauce for flying kites. So instead, gnomes went flying over the convoluted noodles to drink absinthe. My fur itches terribly because of mutant sandwiches burrowing beneath my eyelids and disintegrating into flesh-eating nanites with scrubbing-bubbles. Fortunately, Special Eyelid Al cures that with its patented undocumented substances. Hence why superimposed unicorns stare blankly while knitting kites. Poor Faye doesn't know how to untie shoes with her mouth. Accordingly, she straddles her horse shoes so that she wobbles around while being cranky to cranky her crankyness. "Moo moo!" shouted Howard, defender of all things good to cows.

Meanwhile, in Ocqueoc, exploding puppys run alongside the train-tracks and explode into pickles smothered in creamy, rich marshmellows, sauteed with fish and monkey knuckle stew. "Twinkle, twinkle," proclaimed Twinkle Ted, "Little boys make toys." A non-sequitur, diabolical, effervescent, supah-helo, defacated, slovenly muzzler with boyish charm. Afterwards, assuming that mermaids masticate without using pliers, Kittens often masticate mermaids while using Totoro's toothbrush. Pocky Rocky hadn't rocked 'round really reclusive rat-infested raves recently, so soapy soporific surfer shepherds sanitize saliva salaciously sipping sake surreptitiously.

"Frankly, my dear, I don't give a gosh darn diddly hoop about you!" said the squirrel to its nuts, which happened to gravitate around the fire-breathing monkey bones! "Well, I don't want bovine madness in my floppy-socks." Squirrel-san demurely waddled elegantly to the music of an over-handed banjo-playing fool-man. He decided not to bake himself, instead of not baking blah.

Now then, let's bounce to the rhythm DarkshiningStar-style unless someone says "Revolution!"

"Revolution!" As

GrinfilledCelt · Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 5:59 am Post subject:

Once there were unicorns. Now they had no magic sauce for flying kites. So instead, gnomes went flying over the convoluted noodles to drink absinthe. My fur itches terribly because of mutant sandwiches burrowing beneath my eyelids and disintegrating into flesh-eating nanites with scrubbing-bubbles. Fortunately, Special Eyelid Al cures that with its patented undocumented substances. Hence why superimposed unicorns stare blankly while knitting kites. Poor Faye doesn't know how to untie shoes with her mouth. Accordingly, she straddles her horse shoes so that she wobbles around while being cranky to cranky her crankyness. "Moo moo!" shouted Howard, defender of all things good to cows.

Meanwhile, in Ocqueoc, exploding puppys run alongside the train-tracks and explode into pickles smothered in creamy, rich marshmellows, sauteed with fish and monkey knuckle stew. "Twinkle, twinkle," proclaimed Twinkle Ted, "Little boys make toys." A non-sequitur, diabolical, effervescent, supah-helo, defacated, slovenly muzzler with boyish charm. Afterwards, assuming that mermaids masticate without using pliers, Kittens often masticate mermaids while using Totoro's toothbrush. Pocky Rocky hadn't rocked 'round really reclusive rat-infested raves recently, so soapy soporific surfer shepherds sanitize saliva salaciously sipping sake surreptitiously.

"Frankly, my dear, I don't give a gosh darn diddly hoop about you!" said the squirrel to its nuts, which happened to gravitate around the fire-breathing monkey bones! "Well, I don't want bovine madness in my floppy-socks." Squirrel-san demurely waddled elegantly to the music of an over-handed banjo-playing fool-man. He decided not to bake himself, instead of not baking blah.

Now then, let's bounce to the rhythm DarkshiningStar-style unless someone says "Revolution!"

"Revolution!" As we
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swollenlymphnodes · Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 8:45 am Post subject:

Once there were unicorns. Now they had no magic sauce for flying kites. So instead, gnomes went flying over the convoluted noodles to drink absinthe. My fur itches terribly because of mutant sandwiches burrowing beneath my eyelids and disintegrating into flesh-eating nanites with scrubbing-bubbles. Fortunately, Special Eyelid Al cures that with its patented undocumented substances. Hence why superimposed unicorns stare blankly while knitting kites. Poor Faye doesn't know how to untie shoes with her mouth. Accordingly, she straddles her horse shoes so that she wobbles around while being cranky to cranky her crankyness. "Moo moo!" shouted Howard, defender of all things good to cows.

Meanwhile, in Ocqueoc, exploding puppys run alongside the train-tracks and explode into pickles smothered in creamy, rich marshmellows, sauteed with fish and monkey knuckle stew. "Twinkle, twinkle," proclaimed Twinkle Ted, "Little boys make toys." A non-sequitur, diabolical, effervescent, supah-helo, defacated, slovenly muzzler with boyish charm. Afterwards, assuming that mermaids masticate without using pliers, Kittens often masticate mermaids while using Totoro's toothbrush. Pocky Rocky hadn't rocked 'round really reclusive rat-infested raves recently, so soapy soporific surfer shepherds sanitize saliva salaciously sipping sake surreptitiously.

"Frankly, my dear, I don't give a gosh darn diddly hoop about you!" said the squirrel to its nuts, which happened to gravitate around the fire-breathing monkey bones! "Well, I don't want bovine madness in my floppy-socks." Squirrel-san demurely waddled elegantly to the music of an over-handed banjo-playing fool-man. He decided not to bake himself, instead of not baking blah.

Now then, let's bounce to the rhythm DarkshiningStar-style unless someone says "Revolution!"

"Revolution!" As we stopped
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PDT_Zamourai_11

eh?
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GrinfilledCelt · Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 4:05 pm Post subject:

Once there were unicorns. Now they had no magic sauce for flying kites. So instead, gnomes went flying over the convoluted noodles to drink absinthe. My fur itches terribly because of mutant sandwiches burrowing beneath my eyelids and disintegrating into flesh-eating nanites with scrubbing-bubbles. Fortunately, Special Eyelid Al cures that with its patented undocumented substances. Hence why superimposed unicorns stare blankly while knitting kites. Poor Faye doesn't know how to untie shoes with her mouth. Accordingly, she straddles her horse shoes so that she wobbles around while being cranky to cranky her crankyness. "Moo moo!" shouted Howard, defender of all things good to cows.

Meanwhile, in Ocqueoc, exploding puppys run alongside the train-tracks and explode into pickles smothered in creamy, rich marshmellows, sauteed with fish and monkey knuckle stew. "Twinkle, twinkle," proclaimed Twinkle Ted, "Little boys make toys." A non-sequitur, diabolical, effervescent, supah-helo, defacated, slovenly muzzler with boyish charm. Afterwards, assuming that mermaids masticate without using pliers, Kittens often masticate mermaids while using Totoro's toothbrush. Pocky Rocky hadn't rocked 'round really reclusive rat-infested raves recently, so soapy soporific surfer shepherds sanitize saliva salaciously sipping sake surreptitiously.

"Frankly, my dear, I don't give a gosh darn diddly hoop about you!" said the squirrel to its nuts, which happened to gravitate around the fire-breathing monkey bones! "Well, I don't want bovine madness in my floppy-socks." Squirrel-san demurely waddled elegantly to the music of an over-handed banjo-playing fool-man. He decided not to bake himself, instead of not baking blah.

Now then, let's bounce to the rhythm DarkshiningStar-style unless someone says "Revolution!"

"Revolution!" As we stopped saying
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Songs for the flash frozen.

JetBlack87 · Black Dog Joined: 27 Mar 2006 Posts: 318

Once there were unicorns. Now they had no magic sauce for flying kites. So instead, gnomes went flying over the convoluted noodles to drink absinthe. My fur itches terribly because of mutant sandwiches burrowing beneath my eyelids and disintegrating into flesh-eating nanites with scrubbing-bubbles. Fortunately, Special Eyelid Al cures that with its patented undocumented substances. Hence why superimposed unicorns stare blankly while knitting kites. Poor Faye doesn't know how to untie shoes with her mouth. Accordingly, she straddles her horse shoes so that she wobbles around while being cranky to cranky her crankyness. "Moo moo!" shouted Howard, defender of all things good to cows.

Meanwhile, in Ocqueoc, exploding puppys run alongside the train-tracks and explode into pickles smothered in creamy, rich marshmellows, sauteed with fish and monkey knuckle stew. "Twinkle, twinkle," proclaimed Twinkle Ted, "Little boys make toys." A non-sequitur, diabolical, effervescent, supah-helo, defacated, slovenly muzzler with boyish charm. Afterwards, assuming that mermaids masticate without using pliers, Kittens often masticate mermaids while using Totoro's toothbrush. Pocky Rocky hadn't rocked 'round really reclusive rat-infested raves recently, so soapy soporific surfer shepherds sanitize saliva salaciously sipping sake surreptitiously.

"Frankly, my dear, I don't give a gosh darn diddly hoop about you!" said the squirrel to its nuts, which happened to gravitate around the fire-breathing monkey bones! "Well, I don't want bovine madness in my floppy-socks." Squirrel-san demurely waddled elegantly to the music of an over-handed banjo-playing fool-man. He decided not to bake himself, instead of not baking blah.

Now then, let's bounce to the rhythm DarkshiningStar-style unless someone says "Revolution!"

"Revolution!" As we stopped saying this,

Anime Otaku Chik · Posted: Sat May 13, 2006 4:20 am Post subject:

(sorry I was gone so long)

Once there were unicorns. Now they had no magic sauce for flying kites. So instead, gnomes went flying over the convoluted noodles to drink absinthe. My fur itches terribly because of mutant sandwiches burrowing beneath my eyelids and disintegrating into flesh-eating nanites with scrubbing-bubbles. Fortunately, Special Eyelid Al cures that with its patented undocumented substances. Hence why superimposed unicorns stare blankly while knitting kites. Poor Faye doesn't know how to untie shoes with her mouth. Accordingly, she straddles her horse shoes so that she wobbles around while being cranky to cranky her crankyness. "Moo moo!" shouted Howard, defender of all things good to cows.

Meanwhile, in Ocqueoc, exploding puppys run alongside the train-tracks and explode into pickles smothered in creamy, rich marshmellows, sauteed with fish and monkey knuckle stew. "Twinkle, twinkle," proclaimed Twinkle Ted, "Little boys make toys." A non-sequitur, diabolical, effervescent, supah-helo, defacated, slovenly muzzler with boyish charm. Afterwards, assuming that mermaids masticate without using pliers, Kittens often masticate mermaids while using Totoro's toothbrush. Pocky Rocky hadn't rocked 'round really reclusive rat-infested raves recently, so soapy soporific surfer shepherds sanitize saliva salaciously sipping sake surreptitiously.

"Frankly, my dear, I don't give a gosh darn diddly hoop about you!" said the squirrel to its nuts, which happened to gravitate around the fire-breathing monkey bones! "Well, I don't want bovine madness in my floppy-socks." Squirrel-san demurely waddled elegantly to the music of an over-handed banjo-playing fool-man. He decided not to bake himself, instead of not baking blah.

Now then, let's bounce to the rhythm DarkshiningStar-style unless someone says "Revolution!"

"Revolution!" As we stopped saying this,
GrinfilledCelt
PostPosted: Fri May 12, 2006 10:05 am Post subject:
Once there were unicorns. Now they had no magic sauce for flying kites. So instead, gnomes went flying over the convoluted noodles to drink absinthe. My fur itches terribly because of mutant sandwiches burrowing beneath my eyelids and disintegrating into flesh-eating nanites with scrubbing-bubbles. Fortunately, Special Eyelid Al cures that with its patented undocumented substances. Hence why superimposed unicorns stare blankly while knitting kites. Poor Faye doesn't know how to untie shoes with her mouth. Accordingly, she straddles her horse shoes so that she wobbles around while being cranky to cranky her crankyness. "Moo moo!" shouted Howard, defender of all things good to cows.

Meanwhile, in Ocqueoc, exploding puppys run alongside the train-tracks and explode into pickles smothered in creamy, rich marshmellows, sauteed with fish and monkey knuckle stew. "Twinkle, twinkle," proclaimed Twinkle Ted, "Little boys make toys." A non-sequitur, diabolical, effervescent, supah-helo, defacated, slovenly muzzler with boyish charm. Afterwards, assuming that mermaids masticate without using pliers, Kittens often masticate mermaids while using Totoro's toothbrush. Pocky Rocky hadn't rocked 'round really reclusive rat-infested raves recently, so soapy soporific surfer shepherds sanitize saliva salaciously sipping sake surreptitiously.

"Frankly, my dear, I don't give a gosh darn diddly hoop about you!" said the squirrel to its nuts, which happened to gravitate around the fire-breathing monkey bones! "Well, I don't want bovine madness in my floppy-socks." Squirrel-san demurely waddled elegantly to the music of an over-handed banjo-playing fool-man. He decided not to bake himself, instead of not baking blah.

Now then, let's bounce to the rhythm DarkshiningStar-style unless someone says "Revolution!"

"Revolution!" As we stopped saying that
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Dread_Knight^Samurai · Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 7:03 am Post subject:

Once there were unicorns. Now they had no magic sauce for flying kites. So instead, gnomes went flying over the convoluted noodles to drink absinthe. My fur itches terribly because of mutant sandwiches burrowing beneath my eyelids and disintegrating into flesh-eating nanites with scrubbing-bubbles. Fortunately, Special Eyelid Al cures that with its patented undocumented substances. Hence why superimposed unicorns stare blankly while knitting kites. Poor Faye doesn't know how to untie shoes with her mouth. Accordingly, she straddles her horse shoes so that she wobbles around while being cranky to cranky her crankyness. "Moo moo!" shouted Howard, defender of all things good to cows.

Meanwhile, in Ocqueoc, exploding puppys run alongside the train-tracks and explode into pickles smothered in creamy, rich marshmellows, sauteed with fish and monkey knuckle stew. "Twinkle, twinkle," proclaimed Twinkle Ted, "Little boys make toys." A non-sequitur, diabolical, effervescent, supah-helo, defacated, slovenly muzzler with boyish charm. Afterwards, assuming that mermaids masticate without using pliers, Kittens often masticate mermaids while using Totoro's toothbrush. Pocky Rocky hadn't rocked 'round really reclusive rat-infested raves recently, so soapy soporific surfer shepherds sanitize saliva salaciously sipping sake surreptitiously.

"Frankly, my dear, I don't give a gosh darn diddly hoop about you!" said the squirrel to its nuts, which happened to gravitate around the fire-breathing monkey bones! "Well, I don't want bovine madness in my floppy-socks." Squirrel-san demurely waddled elegantly to the music of an over-handed banjo-playing fool-man. He decided not to bake himself, instead of not baking blah.

Now then, let's bounce to the rhythm DarkshiningStar-style unless someone says "Revolution!"

"Revolution!" As we stopped saying this,
GrinfilledCelt
PostPosted: Fri May 12, 2006 10:05 am Post subject:
Once there were unicorns. Now they had no magic sauce for flying kites. So instead, gnomes went flying over the convoluted noodles to drink absinthe. My fur itches terribly because of mutant sandwiches burrowing beneath my eyelids and disintegrating into flesh-eating nanites with scrubbing-bubbles. Fortunately, Special Eyelid Al cures that with its patented undocumented substances. Hence why superimposed unicorns stare blankly while knitting kites. Poor Faye doesn't know how to untie shoes with her mouth. Accordingly, she straddles her horse shoes so that she wobbles around while being cranky to cranky her crankyness. "Moo moo!" shouted Howard, defender of all things good to cows.

Meanwhile, in Ocqueoc, exploding puppys run alongside the train-tracks and explode into pickles smothered in creamy, rich marshmellows, sauteed with fish and monkey knuckle stew. "Twinkle, twinkle," proclaimed Twinkle Ted, "Little boys make toys." A non-sequitur, diabolical, effervescent, supah-helo, defacated, slovenly muzzler with boyish charm. Afterwards, assuming that mermaids masticate without using pliers, Kittens often masticate mermaids while using Totoro's toothbrush. Pocky Rocky hadn't rocked 'round really reclusive rat-infested raves recently, so soapy soporific surfer shepherds sanitize saliva salaciously sipping sake surreptitiously.

"Frankly, my dear, I don't give a gosh darn diddly hoop about you!" said the squirrel to its nuts, which happened to gravitate around the fire-breathing monkey bones! "Well, I don't want bovine madness in my floppy-socks." Squirrel-san demurely waddled elegantly to the music of an over-handed banjo-playing fool-man. He decided not to bake himself, instead of not baking blah.

Now then, let's bounce to the rhythm DarkshiningStar-style unless someone says "Revolution!"

"Revolution!" As we stopped saying that, a
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Hungry Mongoose · Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 7:32 am Post subject:

Once there were unicorns. Now they had no magic sauce for flying kites. So instead, gnomes went flying over the convoluted noodles to drink absinthe. My fur itches terribly because of mutant sandwiches burrowing beneath my eyelids and disintegrating into flesh-eating nanites with scrubbing-bubbles. Fortunately, Special Eyelid Al cures that with its patented undocumented substances. Hence why superimposed unicorns stare blankly while knitting kites. Poor Faye doesn't know how to untie shoes with her mouth. Accordingly, she straddles her horse shoes so that she wobbles around while being cranky to cranky her crankyness. "Moo moo!" shouted Howard, defender of all things good to cows.

Meanwhile, in Ocqueoc, exploding puppys run alongside the train-tracks and explode into pickles smothered in creamy, rich marshmellows, sauteed with fish and monkey knuckle stew. "Twinkle, twinkle," proclaimed Twinkle Ted, "Little boys make toys." A non-sequitur, diabolical, effervescent, supah-helo, defacated, slovenly muzzler with boyish charm. Afterwards, assuming that mermaids masticate without using pliers, Kittens often masticate mermaids while using Totoro's toothbrush. Pocky Rocky hadn't rocked 'round really reclusive rat-infested raves recently, so soapy soporific surfer shepherds sanitize saliva salaciously sipping sake surreptitiously.

"Frankly, my dear, I don't give a gosh darn diddly hoop about you!" said the squirrel to its nuts, which happened to gravitate around the fire-breathing monkey bones! "Well, I don't want bovine madness in my floppy-socks." Squirrel-san demurely waddled elegantly to the music of an over-handed banjo-playing fool-man. He decided not to bake himself, instead of not baking blah.

Now then, let's bounce to the rhythm DarkshiningStar-style unless someone says "Revolution!"

"Revolution!" As we stopped saying that, a mushroom

IronPoke · Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 7:56 am Post subject:

Once there were unicorns. Now they had no magic sauce for flying kites. So instead, gnomes went flying over the convoluted noodles to drink absinthe. My fur itches terribly because of mutant sandwiches burrowing beneath my eyelids and disintegrating into flesh-eating nanites with scrubbing-bubbles. Fortunately, Special Eyelid Al cures that with its patented undocumented substances. Hence why superimposed unicorns stare blankly while knitting kites. Poor Faye doesn't know how to untie shoes with her mouth. Accordingly, she straddles her horse shoes so that she wobbles around while being cranky to cranky her crankyness. "Moo moo!" shouted Howard, defender of all things good to cows.

Meanwhile, in Ocqueoc, exploding puppys run alongside the train-tracks and explode into pickles smothered in creamy, rich marshmellows, sauteed with fish and monkey knuckle stew. "Twinkle, twinkle," proclaimed Twinkle Ted, "Little boys make toys." A non-sequitur, diabolical, effervescent, supah-helo, defacated, slovenly muzzler with boyish charm. Afterwards, assuming that mermaids masticate without using pliers, Kittens often masticate mermaids while using Totoro's toothbrush. Pocky Rocky hadn't rocked 'round really reclusive rat-infested raves recently, so soapy soporific surfer shepherds sanitize saliva salaciously sipping sake surreptitiously.

"Frankly, my dear, I don't give a gosh darn diddly hoop about you!" said the squirrel to its nuts, which happened to gravitate around the fire-breathing monkey bones! "Well, I don't want bovine madness in my floppy-socks." Squirrel-san demurely waddled elegantly to the music of an over-handed banjo-playing fool-man. He decided not to bake himself, instead of not baking blah.

Now then, let's bounce to the rhythm DarkshiningStar-style unless someone says "Revolution!"

"Revolution!" As we stopped saying that, a mushroom tripped

GrinfilledCelt · Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 5:07 pm Post subject:

Once there were unicorns. Now they had no magic sauce for flying kites. So instead, gnomes went flying over the convoluted noodles to drink absinthe. My fur itches terribly because of mutant sandwiches burrowing beneath my eyelids and disintegrating into flesh-eating nanites with scrubbing-bubbles. Fortunately, Special Eyelid Al cures that with its patented undocumented substances. Hence why superimposed unicorns stare blankly while knitting kites. Poor Faye doesn't know how to untie shoes with her mouth. Accordingly, she straddles her horse shoes so that she wobbles around while being cranky to cranky her crankyness. "Moo moo!" shouted Howard, defender of all things good to cows.

Meanwhile, in Ocqueoc, exploding puppys run alongside the train-tracks and explode into pickles smothered in creamy, rich marshmellows, sauteed with fish and monkey knuckle stew. "Twinkle, twinkle," proclaimed Twinkle Ted, "Little boys make toys." A non-sequitur, diabolical, effervescent, supah-helo, defacated, slovenly muzzler with boyish charm. Afterwards, assuming that mermaids masticate without using pliers, Kittens often masticate mermaids while using Totoro's toothbrush. Pocky Rocky hadn't rocked 'round really reclusive rat-infested raves recently, so soapy soporific surfer shepherds sanitize saliva salaciously sipping sake surreptitiously.

"Frankly, my dear, I don't give a gosh darn diddly hoop about you!" said the squirrel to its nuts, which happened to gravitate around the fire-breathing monkey bones! "Well, I don't want bovine madness in my floppy-socks." Squirrel-san demurely waddled elegantly to the music of an over-handed banjo-playing fool-man. He decided not to bake himself, instead of not baking blah.

Now then, let's bounce to the rhythm DarkshiningStar-style unless someone says "Revolution!"

"Revolution!" As we stopped saying that, a mushroom tripped through
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