Like Eliza Doolittleorless, selling flowers on the street where the trollops slung their wares into the wind to attract a sudden stampede of horny prospectors, Indian Agents

Many don't see that they angry; they only see the justification to be angry. I looked like a boogabalu?! I never. & in those days the default was to believe her unless she was poor

Box with some great sounding albums i think i have heard in my life. Except one. It sounded creepy and bizzare. It sounded like screaming and crashes.

I can neither confirm nor deny that I am the author of this fold. I don't want the hassles of being its parent. In some sense I don't understand, I do understand him. I'm willing.

i suddenly feel that I might not have made it as less opaque that I meant CIA, et al, covert operations and Black Sites. That is what I meant. Secret prisons & torture chambers.

They have to meet or exceed certain standards to qualify for the No Such Agency's black development financing. Loading a backdoor was Priorty: YESTERDAY DUMBFUCK!

There is a kidney or maybe a spleen floating in the roundabout's water feature. Aquaman somewhere off the coast of Hercule's Shoulders rendering aid while wearing registered float

"What?!, "says the predecessor to this story that has changed 12 times since I began it all the way back there with "What?!"" "I'm just saying What for the what what. So what if I

This story is the story of this very story itself. You've just seen how I created it just for your viewing pleasure. Anything other than that, pleasurewise or not, is on the indivi

i sort of maybe didn't I'm not so sure, Sure, if you say so. I really didn't pay it much mind until you forced the moment like some Chinaman Prufock wannabee. This is my side of th

Who had tried to force the moment if now Prufrock? What if we take him oft of the table and let him scuffle ocean floors before Yellow Matters envelope us all. AND ON A SUNDAY! A G

Since the Breaker of Water Mains came through a few years ago and left, things had been getting fetid down in Scalper's Alley Bowling Emporium de Excellence. The de confused locals

Who will sit on the Iron Bone on Guild of Tarts when all is said and done? I'm thinking it will be Sammy Larty the cute and plucky notary public in the slave markets of Tureen.

I know monad was not an individual in the sense that monad contained all of the Urgrund in which Being & Non-Being played themselves out outside of a Time wherewhen they couldn't.

Not to outdone, the Scottish team took to caber throwing but with ICBMs and the like instead of a caber. Angus MacArgyll-McGuilicutty-ap Chulallain Gonzalez IX voiced the sentiment

i never signed up to be your choir boy although I could sing if you wanted me to. But not that song you want me to. I'm like Pandora, like that. Let me know if you get the picture.

nation long ago forgotten which was a notable piece of information in its own right. Nothing was ever forgotten these days and yet here was this one thing that had. This compounded

after asking Groot to login as /root without full disk encryption as per the Tahatian Pamphlet of the Dead and other recently deceased decisions that had been badly decided with an

When I got there I discovered the Energy Secretary had abolished his department with the exception of himself & his service feline companion/familiar. Operations continued unabated

It didn't impact the dead as much as it reflected badly on the survivors. The dead had their glories but the living still had their wounds to lick after & they would until they put