September 05, 2004
Makes your eyes water. Or milk, as the case may be.
I have no point here, I just want to say: ME KARA BIIMU!!!
(And not one person knows what I'm talking about.)
And not one person knows what I'm talking about.
Are you sure?
Uh, what's that supposed to be?
You're surrounded by idiots. Drop the smart-gun, or we'll start singing.
I saw the milk squirter guy's photo soon after seeing the garden snake guy's photo. The milk thing grosses me out more.
Yoinks! "Manu plans to set the record by using a live cobra." A live cobra? Up the nose? Ay carumba.
Am SO not a contender!
Been trying to post this for some time, with no result. Trying to see if it goes this time, or what.
I have no point here, I just want to say: ME KARA BIIMU!!!
(And not one person knows what I'm talking about.)
posted by tensor at 12:51PM UTC on September 05
And not one person knows what I'm talking about.
Are you sure?
posted by Wolof at 01:00PM UTC on September 05
Uh, what's that supposed to be?
posted by tensor at 01:06PM UTC on September 05
Beams from their eyes.
Our eye-beams twisted, and did thread
Our eyes upon one double string.
So to engraft our hands, as yet
Was all the means to make us one;
And pictures in our eyes to get
Was all our propagation.
Donne
Then after all my tearful words
I have a hanky full of curds.
I am surrounded by idiots
Apparently batshit protects me not
It's possibly the only thing can bail me out
Is an irregular rhyme scheme and a
Big ole "fuck ya"
D'oh!
*waves at friends*
Wow, what an embarrassingly crap impression of a poem. I blame me.
*waves at Wokof across the batshit*
Anything is possibly, Wolof.
/Simpleton says
The Eyeball Kid, superhero shootist, drips the bad guys in milky lacrimation, often they slip and fall to their doom. Nemesis? Captain Snake-Nose. He sneezes poison.
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