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Posted by billybofh
on Sun 20 Jan 02, 9:46 PM to billybofh's blog.
Flailing through unripe beebops, I have come to eat the tree.
Trumpets can only become at one with the seriousness of the carrier bag when they come to understand the truth of apples.
For apples are the truth.
Forp the eggless wonder wherein the universe has only one fish. Running into tree in order to cover the limpet bag. Carrying the tobelerone up to the monkey, I said "No".
For "no" is the only word he has learned.
Apart from "fnarr"
And "oog".
Edited Sun 20 Jan 02, 9:53 PM by billybofh
