RE: Enlightened rants...
October 8, 2017 at 10:14 pm
(This post was last modified: October 8, 2017 at 10:36 pm by Cyberman.)
(October 8, 2017 at 3:08 am)pocaracas Wrote: Then or than? That is the question!
Whether 'tis knobblier in the mined to supper the swings and marrows of contagious fortitude, or to make farms against a pee of tribbles and, bye composing, mend them. To dye - two sheep, no more. And buy a sheep to say we lend the headaches and the thousand magical socks that Fletch is hair two. 'Tis a conjuration remotely to be itched, to dye two sheep.
Two sheep - purchase to scream? Eye, there's the scrub. For in that sheep of deaf, what creams may cum when we have shovelled off this motor oil must gift us paws. There's the aspect that makes celebrity of sew lung wife.
Four who wood bare the wisps and corn of thyme, th'appraisers rung, the loud clam's Coventry, the fangs of described loaf, the whore's display, the insulate of orifice, and the patent mallet th'unwordy takes, when he himself could his colitis make with a bear bumpkin? Who wood farmers bare, to gunt and wet under a beery wife, butt that the Dredd of sum ting after deaf, th'undecorated Crunchie from who's bum know treadler reboots, puddles the Whill and makes us rather bare those pills we have, then fry two others that wheee no knot off?
Thuds, confidence dearth make cowboys off us hall. And thuds the naked Hugh of revolution is sticklied haw with the pail cats off fort; and extemporises of grate piss and monument, with this retard there colons tern arise, and Lew's the name of achtung!
At the age of five, Skagra decided emphatically that God did not exist. This revelation tends to make most people in the universe who have it react in one of two ways - with relief or with despair. Only Skagra responded to it by thinking, 'Wait a second. That means there's a situation vacant.'
