Wednesday, December 05, 2001

I am a Lobster Telephone.

For nine potatoes have my multi-throttled keys subdued the nice leaves of strangers. Sprays of wild satin guacamole enters my document. I relish four mushroom deals with metal.

Do you bite the wax tadpole? The Utterly Surreal Test


Blogger bullshit said...

You are absolutely insane or depressed or trying to prophetic.

December 1, 2007 at 2:28 AM  

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