The story of the myopic fishwife OR She: A muse t' me

touche.

I had to delete a masterpiece of the juvenile to put this up. I hope your happy.

i'll be happier when the capon's home to roost. put your masterpiece back up, if you like. i laughed my ass off when i saw the title o' this one.

it's like blind date meets jackass. jackass. it's funnier then two horse flys fucking on a mercedes hood ornament doing 90 on the freeway(oh i forgot, you're from the lands of fairy mounds, a freeway is a paved multi lane express way that cars use to get from point a to b quicker unless you're in new york or l.a then it becomes a parking lot full of every asshole the imagination can contrive, looking around, at everyone else looking around) may i also tread urine in your bladders puddle. the ocean was a bit cold today, i could use a good golden shower soaking. thanx.

no no he's swimming free through cistercian pond.

don't you mean cisternian?

thank you for you amusing stories of donkeys and what was that? paved path ways? Its like someone tickled my little marshmellow and i suddenly saw the light, it blinded, it was brilliant, now i dread to open my eyes for its mightyness fills the screen. Oh no its just the pro. strumming his strings again.

ye i think so

what kind of robes do they wear

well if the cistercians are cisternian, i suspect they'd wear brown ones.... or maybe a brownish yellow, due to all the vegetables last night?

yes then cicterian it is

and the crustaceans are going wilde

why?

ok, but then im going to bed, its 7 in the morning.

i thought we had shorned our cowlicks, and moved on, but i see you are bristling with pit viper spit this evening..and after i voted on your skid marks and everything..you sir, are incorrigable, and reeking of stout and spuds..i would love to strum a bit more for you, but my electric mandolin has been pawned to cover my porn and drug expenses. aspirin, and red haired harlots are grwing more and more expensive as the moon wanes..we can only pray for a good waxing soon..care to spoon for my last canadian loon?

the spooning, or the pharmocueds and porn..well..we could learn something from one anothers nude bent to comfort sentiments as far as the spooning goes, and the other answer would be cuz the re(pub)licans are in office, and we know how they feel about abortions and petty drug arrests, not to (overall point is sexy porn stars are afraid to knock boots and get loaded due to late night abuse by undersexed fossil fuel lobbyists. shit! none of that made a bit of sense did it..okay i'll settle for 'why not'?...speaking of settle..wonder where he's been hiding lately?

you are a cheeky devil..i like that seven oclock bit..way to through off the blood hounds..you're a crafty mick that's for certain, i think it was rather 5 hours earlier than seven..then again i am a paranoid insomniac.maskless and subject now to natural erosion. damn. good nite

i've never been through a blood hound, neither have i ever thrown one. If you'd noticed my penchant is for two legged beasts (beasts being the operative word), but don't let that stop you, presumabley they wouldn't get to upset, whats that saying of yours. don't worry darling, I'm SMALL in your SMALL arse, or something of that ilke. No i'm sure the hounds wouldn't mind. Time, Yes tricky to get ones head round, however we don't all operate on "central time" some of us live elsewhere than the centre of the universe.

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