Plastic Handspring
Jun 09 '04
The Bottom Line Thank you, Matzaballman, for introducing me to the joys of shameless, endless, nonsensical self expression!
Wheeling about in whirling dervish fashion, I fumigate the arsenal of hope from my irradiated spectrum. "Why?" you ask, in a quasi lament of greed and apotheosis. I laugh, I bandy about rumours concerning the smell of your father's belly button, I wonder why, where and how!!!
Questioning the fragment of my very nature, you turn away in disgust and postulate the particulars of the purplish plowmen floating in plastic, retarded circles. Guffaw, guffaw. Willoughbee wondered about all of this, shook his head desperately and wandered away, whittling whistles from thistles in the freeways of Heaven.
Amen, alleulia brother! Handel handeled it all quite well.
"So, I hear that wishing wells are wishing well!" he said.
What a fart.
Do not question the almighty minstrel in his wondrous halls of nature! Do not expurgate the seed from thy loins with malicious intent! Viciously vituperate the bean from its shaft, I tell you! The magic bean is blowing in the wind!
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