What Me With Me? |
Of course its been a long too much for any hardened crag such as myself to travel these long years alone. But, you do as you do just like always. I remember it as yornday, warm and ...
Posted by on Sun, 13 Nov 2005 04:57:00 GMT |
Illiterature: Gaping Bazoo |
From nearly 20 years onward, I began to become visibly unrounded. Some would not say so, but I could see it in their lachrymose eyes. Cruelty abounded and was not wasted upon my salad days. I knew v...
Posted by on Sun, 23 Jan 2005 01:10:00 GMT |
Illiterature: Moogy and the Beach Turtle |
Moogy and the tortoise of beach rested with vacuum on one to put except play each one had a hat and each key have Let go to work Moogy known as like it seized its hat it carried the tool far from wher...
Posted by on Sun, 15 Aug 2004 01:03:00 GMT |
Illiterature: Bixby Cortner and the Forst Haven |
Ode to sing a Bixby Cortner, what he has and three. Burry your bones he said, burry them downst by the tree. For what we have here, and what we have there Is all we whip and mash while bastling it up ...
Posted by on Tue, 08 Jun 2004 01:07:00 GMT |
Illiterature: The Filthy Headbarker |
Desmond spoke twice today, but once too few. The first came early enough, but a hunch too unwillingly. It only appears that his Auntie Reginald showered up only without notice, but it is not so. "Why ...
Posted by on Thu, 06 May 2004 00:59:00 GMT |
Illiterature: Heathered Seekonk |
He waves as usual, though not without hesitation. He'd been slapped before ya' know?
"Hello again, little Goose. Please take my measels that I have baked up for you. No, I don't expect you to answer ...
Posted by on Sat, 05 Jul 2003 01:05:00 GMT |
