Solitary Confinement and Little birds...

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We are gangster...

Originally posted by R0B
But then the possibility of finding a potential slur in the process of finding that truth could lead to conservation issues which could possibly make a conflict with the chance of me getting my sandwhich

Time like this cause me to reminisce about something my dear friend, Billy S once said...

"All the world's a sandwich,
And all the men and women merely ingredients:
They have their tastes and their toppings;
And one man in his time eats many pickles,
His pickles being one of seven vegetables."

He always was quite ahead of his time...

Life...Oh, what a beautiful mystery!

Well does that mean that I can not have a gopher as a pet and I can not eat my sandwhich while watching a girl do acrobats over the pacific ocean while singing " I like big butts "?

It doesn't not mean that you can't not have a gopher and that you also can can't can-can eat your sandwich whilst you do don't do not do watch a girl do acrobatics over the Pacific Ocean whilst not not yes/no singing "I don't not like big butts".

Thanks now I understand everything there is about life. Now lets have a grilled cheese sandwhich

Notes from a dark, dark hole: Part 8 - The Golden Ratio

"Trig, Trig, Trig...BOOOOOM!", Said The Pyramid. The Pyramid, through a course of self-deprecation, had acquiesced with my attractive attributes to the point of a mutual affinity. "All is as was and forever will be" was one of his favorite sayings. Many times he would couple it with a slight in-take of breath through his teeth which sounded like a rabbit blowing bubbles through a blade of freshly plucked grass...Ahhhh, those were the sounds sent from Mana! From within, to without...Much of my mind's eye was trained to focus on the far as it flirted with the fear of all thigns too near. At a distance it could discern, whilst a close proximity left it feeling rather deflated by the piercing nature of my current palpability...I knew that in time, my real reverie would return...But still...I waited for that time. Waiting was all that I could do while I wallowed in that well of impoundment. Slip me a fish and I'll make us a BBQ to broil it on.

Watch what you say...Look where you leap...See where you saw...Regard when you wish. Again, to be more? Yes, let's...

A little place I like to call 'Home' is pretty observant for a fish-head with no freakin' butt-hole!

fish....FISH.....i dont like fish....reminds me of bad punani

'Bad punani' - !?!?! Ain't no such thong, doGG. Chow down and love it.

'bad punani' is stinky or moldy vagina

Oh dear...Your explcitness is at odds with your level of comprehension...Please seek medical advice.

i would but....there is nothing wrong with me..... i'm a budding young man

You have flowers that grow in your ears during Spring? That really is lovely. Nurture them.

good advice.....i was wondering how to get those things to grow

"Well", said the deep hole with water at the bottom, "If that doesn't work, you could always try reciting stanzas from Dante Alighieri". "Hmm, sounds plausible", said the toothbrush as it sank it's bristles into a bar of soap.

uh....ok

Wo kan daol ni de sha lo de ming ze, gun wo yao when ni...Ni hway bu hway jiang Jhong-wen?

huh?

Ah, wo drey de ni bu hway, dui bu dui? Mai gwan chi, hen dor ren bu hway, ke si wo hway. Deng yi sha, wo yao gao su ni...Wo shi dre bung de ching ren, gun me ga la mei ai wo hao jo!

speak english...at least tell me what your sayin