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Mar 09, 2006 22:02

in a less than happy mood... so i played with http://www.madsci.org/cgi-bin/cgiwrap/~lynn/jardin/SCG

The spark of intelligence in your blinking eyes is not unlike the glow from the teeth of an electrocuted axe-murderess.

Your moist towelette speaks to me in lather as the disgruntled post man listens attentively in Yidish, pumping only an iron to the mini-van.

In caressing your follicles I am only vaguely reminded of the bitter harvest.

Bleed me! My memory is fried with your pork!

The seared runes crossing your divided consciousness do speak of contemptuous cardinals setting a spanish villa ablaze.

Your presence reminds one of a blind jackal, eternally dependent upon misguided archbishops to provide instruction in bowling.

there were tons more, this is goign to occupy most of my night
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