Nick the Lemming wrote:
> Twisting, turning, pondering the inevitable, the small red-haired man ate in
> silence before ordering a haircut with the consummate skill that comes with
> the valour of timidity.
>
> Nick the Lemming
>
> --
> May we live long and die out
>
> WWW.VHEMT.ORG
>
> In Your Face, Space Coyote!
> "elag" <elag@cloud9.net> wrote in message
> news:3F8794B5.339CB26@cloud9.net...
> > Paul Heslop wrote:
> > >
> > > Dale Houstman wrote:
> > >
> > > > Parry wrote:
> > > > > The green thumb took a ride on the back of a furious wanderlust.
> > > >
> > > > The flurious banderbooster rid Walgreen's back of thumb tacks.
> > >
> > > Each golden poplar eludes pointed, howling pianists.
> >
> > A six foot pianist won't need quaaludes to force his annointed bowling
> > partner to provide golden showers on the beach.
The nine sealed illusions of comedy brooded heartlessly, reflecting starkly on
tortoise whistles.
--
Paul. (Love with tongues of fire)
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