This post means nothing to me nor anyone else.
The nefarious spelunker stole my socks. Whence hither came those blundering Dodos from yonder down the path a stretch, the maiden's hallowed treatises made sparse my steel-toed boot. The tuba notes lead eerily the little lemmings' parade; twas of their own volition to flock amok so wild. From this self same entry I have derived a rolling -- now halting -- beat. Thump thump, thump thump, carrumba went her heart as softly lidded eyes peered closely through the crack of door. SURPRISE! The elephant sounded with wild abandon as children enveloped the hanging paper donkey. CRACK SNAP the neck tore open and the sweet sweet candy blood of animal sacrifice sanctified the floor. I lose my tone.
The conversation dull and meaningless but long and full of innuendo; nonsexual, but existant.
The distant thoughts of separates connect in the world of the mind. The wisps of inkling entwine the very air we entice into our noses, breathing, smelling, aromas of ideas of thoughts of very intangibles and unpracticals and assumptions and befuddlements.
Snafu.
Sodomite narcoleptic aromatic functionless Utility.
Utilize utensils, croutons.
A tsp. of substance:
1. Structural (shallow)
2. Phonemic (intermediate)
3. Semantic (deep)
Wherefore art my socks?
-Megan
The conversation dull and meaningless but long and full of innuendo; nonsexual, but existant.
The distant thoughts of separates connect in the world of the mind. The wisps of inkling entwine the very air we entice into our noses, breathing, smelling, aromas of ideas of thoughts of very intangibles and unpracticals and assumptions and befuddlements.
Snafu.
Sodomite narcoleptic aromatic functionless Utility.
Utilize utensils, croutons.
A tsp. of substance:
1. Structural (shallow)
2. Phonemic (intermediate)
3. Semantic (deep)
Wherefore art my socks?
-Megan