Twas Brill Creme, and the minnow's toes did mire and whimper at the waves,
All flimsy were the borrowed hose, except my grandmother, who rides a little red tricycle.
Twas Brill Creme, and the minnow's toes did mire and whimper at the waves,
All flimsy were the borrowed hose, except my grandmother, who rides a little red tricycle.
STARGAZING: All I see are the lights of a billion places I'll never go. --Howard Tayler, Schlock Mercenary
I loved that red trike! Now I know who has it...
The Squirrel Mafia is coming for YOU!
STARGAZING: All I see are the lights of a billion places I'll never go. --Howard Tayler, Schlock Mercenary
What is not commonly known is the Squirrel Mafia is part of Sandy Squirrel's past, but she doesn't chatter about that now.
That's nuts, I can't make heads or tails of it.
STARGAZING: All I see are the lights of a billion places I'll never go. --Howard Tayler, Schlock Mercenary
My cashews! Where have they gone???
Cashew later, almond my way out.
STARGAZING: All I see are the lights of a billion places I'll never go. --Howard Tayler, Schlock Mercenary
Moths and Butterflies have a lot in common. I know.
Will the Mome Raths please pick up their tricycles in parking lot D.
STARGAZING: All I see are the lights of a billion places I'll never go. --Howard Tayler, Schlock Mercenary
I thought NCN's gramma had my trike...???
Joe, give your sister her left index finger back RIGHT NOW or so help me, I was turn this Spanish Galleon RIGHT AROUND. Just wait till Flemblorg, the Minor God for Sibling Transgressions hears about this!
If that cat gets into the bag one more time, I'll feed it to the zombie ferrets
Help, the ferrets are back!
I wish I knew all those years ago that simply joining this board and proclaiming myself to be rational would magically transform my uninformed opinions into science; it would have saved me a lot of time and effort.
Herbivorous dinosaurs died out because they did not have cheese sauce, and no one will eat cycad without cheese sauce
I have seen zombie threads burning on the shores of the Sea of Que.
Don't crush that dwarf, hand me the pliers.
STARGAZING: All I see are the lights of a billion places I'll never go. --Howard Tayler, Schlock Mercenary
Puff the Magic Draggon, lived by the Si
And polyp in the auto Myst
In a land called Wounded Knee
No i'm gonna pout
Pout, pout, let it all out, these are the things that we post about.
STARGAZING: All I see are the lights of a billion places I'll never go. --Howard Tayler, Schlock Mercenary
Mrs. Poodle, would you bring me my dog cabbage?
Potatos! They will revolutionize punkin chunkin!
USC astronomy student was expelled today for saying "shooting star" causing a lockdown of the campus till police could check all stellar masses for firearms.
Grandma, the hamsters are sliding through the apple butter!
Grandma, the hamster fritters are exploding in the oven!
I have, for some time now, pondered the vast absorbance of the dichromic Doppler shift, and realized, in that small furry place that we call Montana, that the vast sum of creation is best expressed, as best as we humans can express it, by the classified ads of the Village Voice, particularly the ads for giant, saber-toothed hamsters.
A daily increase of vitamin c promotes infinite mass and renewed velocity.
Does a poem,
have to rhyme.
Or even make sense.
As the carrots of the sky,
lie quivering beneath the newly fallen pretzels.