I hoist you by your travelling ventricle.
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I hoist you by your travelling ventricle.
Hey Garland, I dig your tweed coat.
I’ll trade you a domino this size, mothball-scented.
The woman silk nude tie painting his chest.
One celluloid stay exposed through his nibbled collar.
Feet speckled the sidewalk.
Faces gurgled through windows.
Passing cars gum rubber streaks.
Neon plants swim like green seaweed to a deep rhythm of blues.
Red thyroid sunsets, flame in speckled chemistry.
Pipes run off dark tubes.
Erase into marks that pour the dye of darkness.
Crystal comes together as silent as ink.
“I don’t think I could let it go. I got it at the religious scene”
Teeth let go, tobacco juice, an oiled balloon, brown eye in an egg white, black tar bubbles and stripes.
A straw hat squeaked on the brim of a feather.
Newsprint thumbed through nicotine fingers, a dark olive was turned on.
Its small pulp speaker burst into a scream.
One large tomato was immediately peeled skin red.
It bled into a red “O” and smacked behind accepted fangs.
Quick eyebrows danced cutely above a mole.
The bridge held a large gold pair of spectacles.
The front was smooth.
It slightly gathered and wrinkled at the holes.
A dark wooden moustache deposited below above Chinese red varnished lips that dented slightly into the evening.
“It’s gotten quite cold. I’ve decided I can’t sell you my coat.”
Honking, the wind puffed into the clumps above the lattice rows.
And out looked Panatella, naked and not ashamed, without no clothes.
Wiggle Pig went snout-first into a tree.
The rubber turkey was gobbled up by the night’s dark rubber mouth.
A white phosphorous raindrop dropped in the sky.
Hot silhouettes in a convertible gave this applause.
And several white porcelain trays were rolled in by bumblebees.
Their wings arranged with pictures out of the past.
And the rainbow baboon gobbled fifteen fish eyes with each spoon.
Pockets was caught at window level.
Approaching the fractured glass, dripping in light, he spoke:
“I’ve just looked at myself, and from here to there it ain’t far enough, but from here to here it’s too short.”
“And circles don’t fly, they float,”
Pena exclaimed and went on to say, “Sun sure did shine this year. Who’d you look like underneath?”
42 purple people gobstoppers.
-tg
Saw some yesterday... Ran for my life, I mean jaw!Quote:
Originally Posted by techgnome
Overjoyed, and then so on.
Sew then, that's another fine stitch we're in.
He's staying in the Talos Plaza district. You can't miss him, he's green and his teeth stick out further than his nose. He's got the Amulet.
So yesterday!
Thinking about the other day before yesterday... Maybe a week ago. This year! hm...
When in Rome.
-tg
What is the difference between this thread and Post Race?
About 56,000 posts. And purple monkey dishwasher.Quote:
Originally Posted by dclamp
The bubbles. Definitely, the bubbles.
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Someone stole all my Higgs bosons.
I have spread everything with jam.
doop
I have gone to get myself.
If I return before I get back
Please hold me here.
It is important I see myself
When I get back
Before I get confused.
Make me float!
I'm like a bird, i'll only fly awaay
Like the grains through an hourglass.
-tg
Butter my gibbons. :fandango:
Obama has eaten my octopus.
We had misplaced our sofa of gilt. :mad:
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Overweening, obstreperous, occult oysters anoints us in cloisters.
Wearing a raincoat is flying around in an airplane made of a raincoat.
Please don't pickle my artichokes.
Pickling a pickle is like assaulting a salt mime.
It's sodium monkey pill day.
Some chairs carry some chairs.
Some chairies are hairy
There is no room for my carrot dancer.
Dog is my copilot.
-tg
Bouncing, bountiful, black, bunnies.