I drink to the ages (alt.surrealism)

Sorrano K. Lovelace (justme@donotspamme.com)

2004/01/28 22:08

  the last time I sat on a boiling slug
my knuckles became numb
  and my face as blank as the
stare of the white owl

excellence on a ten speed bike
  travelling faster than the ratio of
speed vs. knowledge
  will surpass expectation
by the force of man

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