let me tell you a story of fantastical intangible occurring occurrences
today i was shredding a killer solo on my electric flute when i got a call from downtown
from funky town
there was a woman on the line and she said "meet me at dead man's curve at 8:23 PM"
so i was like wowee zowee and i hung up the phone and pulled up my britches
i drove my lexus down to funky town and it exploded but i managed to jump out of it just in time to catch a flying boomerang with a devil's haircut in its mind and then i threw it and it smacked osme 8 year old kid in teh face and i was like wowee zowee
i kicked him in the face and he whispered sweet nothings into my ear
we made love until noon, and the autumn moonlight played electric sonatas across the soft flesh of his shaft as i suckled him as a newborn child
but then i realized i was late so i told him to leave me alone and never talk to me again because i hate him and he's not my friend anymore
anyway i ran (so far away) to the pierre a la cart les grenouilles
my long turqouise hair flowed in a gentle lilac breeze as my feet sounded gunshots on the pavement
at long last i arrived at the pierre
the woman stood on the pier and she turned around to face me
"bang bang, shoot shoot" she said, and a smile crept up her thighs into her vagina as she pulled the trigger of her anti-gravity gun
"JULIIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" i cried, raising my fists to teh sky
she was gone.
based on a true story by billy mays
Nice, can I have some of that stuff
And then all the pants were dead. ;__;
How romantic. :-\
wait, what the
I don't know why I felt the urge to make sense out of that; the same way you try to make sense out of those seemingly unintelligible poems written 1000 years ago in Literature class. So, is this thing about sexual frustration, the randomness of life, pedophilia, and lost love?
Quote from: britneymahboy on November 20, 2008, 04:02:13 PM
the same way you try to make sense out of those seemingly unintelligible poems written 1000 years ago in Literature class.
If you can't understand those, you're not thinking hard enough or in the right mindset.
I have a reserved "profound inner voice mode" for that kind of thing.
Quote from: Zovistograt on November 20, 2008, 06:25:41 PM
Quote from: britneymahboy on November 20, 2008, 04:02:13 PM
the same way you try to make sense out of those seemingly unintelligible poems written 1000 years ago in Literature class.
If you can't understand those, you're not thinking hard enough or in the right mindset.
I have a reserved "profound inner voice mode" for that kind of thing.
Good to know. But "seemingly" is absolutely key to that sentence. I'm not saying they are easy to understand, because they are not, but having to read words that are many times new or spelled differently is a pain.
Quote from: britneymahboy on November 20, 2008, 04:02:13 PM
I don't know why I felt the urge to make sense out of that; the same way you try to make sense out of those seemingly unintelligible poems written 1000 years ago in Literature class. So, is this thing about sexual frustration, the randomness of life, pedophilia, and lost love?
idk :]