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on Piano Guitar Passion by Don-Quixote
25 Aug 2003, 10:24 AM
Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!! Bad metaphors, AUGH!!!!!!!
I'm glad you liked it, it's still a little bit of a "scratchy" one.
A "hermaphrodite pickle" is a penis that is so small, the man could be considered a hermaphrodite.
I rather enjoyed it.
ember twice is a mistake. And does the moon really glow like an ember?
Seems to be a lot going on here, searching the grass/ the revenge/ the piano.
Lots of nice phrases, not sure how it all fits together though
there once was a hoppedup from frisco
who hopped each train licketysplitsgo
one day with a burst
his pipe plugged the first
now he's spreadbout from here to hankletsgo
(gratitude)
lolololololololololololol
i'm not glad i came back
Oh, yes indeed! Nice edit! "Mephitic" is my new favorite word.
hmm yeah I thought about the rusting ass.
I decided that I like that phrase, but it needed something....
Ah yes! St. Osmund's testicles! That's exactly what it needed!
at least you had excitement :)
Well the ending didn't deserve to die, I just stripped it of its rank and title. Absolutely right about the word choices, though.
My chainsaw was dull, I'll try not to let it happen again.
- How the context of situtations affects our perception of them.
(Noxious diesel fumes vs./ being stranded)
(Getting dropped on your ass vs./ being bored)
-How humour often arises under odd circumstances
-And a small preachy bit about how situtations are mostly what we make of them.
good call
Your grasp of the male penis is deluded by the fact that you are a gicantic clitoris, but slowly dehydrating from a lull in masturbation, due to your puny women arms.
This was a long time ago with lost love.
This was a long time
i know you prefer a march. but, why???
Also, everyone has herpes, whether or not they (the herpes) show themselves is a combination of emotional, physical and spiritual stress and the current state of their immune systems response to said outbursts.
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