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The scribblings of an insomniac; a madman.

Unread postby CronoLuminaire » Fri Feb 03, 2006 8:04 am

Converging onto the centerpiece, the manifest destiny unfolds before us. Who dares take hold of the key? He speaks in tongues and licks his language wounds inflicted daily by wandering merchant kings. Things look better on the other side of the fence, till you get there. Where they said? Head west. It's the best, and you'll never catch a fair breeze standing still. Take those pills and lock them down your closet shoebox pipedream. Seems like only tomorrow when they told me I'd wake up in space. Place your bets, how will this go over? Rover fetched the ball and came back empty. Plenty of people think that's a good way to die. Pie baked from heaven unleavens the sky. High up in the underground mountain-man hideaway, a skier loses himself in the moment. Unspent efforts wait with baited breath. Keep your socks on lanyard, it'll be your turn soon. The moon keeps an eye on the stock market. Tar pit legacies demand a heavy toll. Troll yourself a new arm, and see if your leg notices the difference. A pence of wisdom ain't covering for a pound of foolishness. Take it from the sea, it won't mind. And when you are done, nod yourself unto years. Fears won't follow you where you're going. Rowing uphill is an anti-gravity sentiment. Taking the train stopped by to say hello. How will you answer? A gentle word, gentler laughter. So brings us to the final scene. Thunder gleams off the solid objects strewn about the room. The groom inspects the dowry, and partakes of the honeymoon drink. Jump into the brink and lift up your doubts on high! Distress calls on alternate Thursdays. Be certain to leave yourself somewhere you’ll remember.

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Unread postby Capntastic » Sat Feb 04, 2006 12:49 am

may be fairly hard but I say it could be done as there are some
things which are related to so many things so when you think back your mind
just skips and skips to different and other different spots and your mind
just wonders which may bring you to some bad times but also some good times
and then bring you to something which is all together irrelevant which is fun
to do as there really does not have to be relevance to everything you think
or do as most people want which I have learnt recently as if you ask some
people to do something but you do not tell them why then they are usually
unwilling to do it which is annoying as even people you think would do not
always and some people you think would not do not but one or two do which
brings me to how at school we are taught that you have to eat everyone else
and that everyone is your competition so you are meant to have the mentality
that winning is the best thing and forget about the people you beat as they
are irrelevant but why is this as in a race there is only one winner and they
feel so superior even if other competitors try there hardest and get a really
good result and then they true to comfort others who did not win or go as
well as they could which is really better than winning as it is better to
help and be helpful than to win and think you are to good for others which is
exactly what the school and society teaches us which is really the wrong
thing so some how this has to be changed as it is stupid for friends to wis


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Unread postby CronoLuminaire » Sat Feb 04, 2006 2:25 am

Punctuation exists for a reason. In good season lies good food. Glued to the sets, the public lies in wait for spoonfed mindgoo. Buy a clue you discourteous waif. It can chafe, but not if you iron it first. Deliver yourself from yourself to your next of kin. Hold the door for Trivia. Listen up consideration! I'll not have anymore of your backtalk, facewalk, jabberwock spoonjock. Slacker-jaw loose gawk. Can't hear the waterfall through the seas. You'll see the difference on another dressing dawn. The fawn, the ferry, the salad and the wrench ponder vastly different interpretations of the cross country latitudes. Catch the managerial destruction-house settlement talks at six. Kicks to the next opera. The uninitiated leads the charge. Sarge, call up the barge warmers. Large Stormers approach the castle gates. Weights tied to their ankles keep them from floating to the surface at low tide. Tied for fifth place in the marathon is the siamese twin express. Express disdain for your fellow minimarts. Starts out easy, ends up long. Take the money, leave the song. Says the man in the cold blue-fire striped suit. Root of all evil claims another victim.

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I win this round!

Unread postby Capntastic » Sat Feb 04, 2006 3:13 am

Yo my name is WOOPIS you know I got style you can see my full arsenal when I shoot you a smile I got ammo to beat ya if you wanna get pizza just call me I'll meet'cha hold the door open and greet'cha a limited edition feat'cha so get with my posse we won't be too bossy all our headshots are glossy 'cause our OS is DOS see and our filetypes ain't lossy so when you get out the do' you'll be hungry fo' mo' of that fresh tasty dough that has risen so slow that the efforts they show are incredibo for the skills they possess would put a pro to the test and make a killer confess as to what pizza is best.


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Re: I win this round!

Unread postby E Mouse » Sat Feb 04, 2006 3:59 am


<span style="font-size:xx-small;">"Their rhetoric... You didn't put communists in his bed did you!" came Amber's indignant reply.

"Why not? All I had to do was open a gate to his bed and stick up a sign saying 'Hot virgin willing to make the ultimate sacrifice in the name of international socialist fraternity.'"</span>

<span style="color:blue;font-size:xx-small;">Excaliburned:</span> <span style="font-size:xx-small;">Ah yes, I'm thinking of having the USS Bob be preserved outside the Arena as a monument of sorts</span></p>


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Unread postby CronoLuminaire » Sat Feb 04, 2006 6:33 pm

I don't rap. But that did make me chuckle. So you win the rap belt buckle. Knuckle down the hatches! Batches of fresh water for sale. In jail we find our god. In the winter he fishes for cod. In the spring he digs up the sod. He answers his calls only in fall. In the summer he has a ball. Take it all and leave no survivors. Alive oars make rowing difficult. Sandy Cult member carries the sign of the times. The times wait on bended knee. Sea prattlers call maritime home. Rome fell in a day and left itself a ruin. Brewin' your own beer for a living might lead to too many free samples. Examples pending for all who wish to hear them. Stem Cell researched your lineage, and found none.

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Put this in your pipe and smoke it.

Unread postby Capntastic » Sun Feb 05, 2006 1:18 am

Stirrin' shakin' batter for the bakin' because girl you know I'm makin' up a tasty surprise. Go on with your dippin' and your tastin' because samplin' ain't wastin' none of the pastry from which my lovin' derives.

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Re: Let's hope the fans don't blow this out of proportion.

Unread postby Besyanteo » Fri Feb 17, 2006 4:41 pm

As a representative of both sides:


Thank you. =D

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