August 24th, 2007

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Self-powering Entropy

colifourm tit von lotus was the captain of the wakeboarding team. he intensely disliked dirigibles, but permitted them access to his anus on occasion. the amplitudinal magnitude level was waxing edward gibbon. the many-chinned edward gibbon. coulifourm tit von lotus once again checked the timestretch - and it was almost 30%. he had to get moving, and so he selected the prune special from the menu. he had plenty in the preserves @ home, but this wasn't a time for variety. no, self-powering entropy did not grow on trees, he thought, and emitted an expression somewhere between glum and wry. the waitress asked his choice of beverage, and he asked for something between rum and rye. catcherup? yes, and mustard therapy to the max, to the max, funky tandem tea. elf deshelf krunk 'n' mint glee. sixteen point seven grimwolds, thank you ma'am. his order complete, funky grimwold von tit sat down at a festively colored booth to eat, and noted, with approval, that the color of his meal matched that of the tubby mascot painted on the wall. then, with disapproval, he noted the screaming larvae at the table next to him. he casually wolfed down his prunes, then repurposed the gooey cup as a hat for one of the younguns before extracting himself from the plastic coffin. the child, too young to rat on him (or speak), seemed rather amused with it - well, there you go. even though the mother would likely find the gooey mess and freak in a minute, there was really nothing wrong with it. life is not as annoying or complicated as we make it out to be, sometimes, thought elemeno von LP as he walked out the door.

Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker
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clappertrap von snaut

nenenenenenee aaes des finyk qwitym &c. &^. thear was athree baeftras mummy bear dbady baer tom brady bear 3 cheese and the elastical gomez. once again, i forgot the macaroni when i went to the supermarket this afternoon. such things happen sometimes, but that doesn't stop me from getting Kindof Fucking Angry, you know? i can't help it. what, with turbofunk malarky pigstink styguy, one can't only the timebend so far balarky. i think a wise man once said, "plant only peas and georghe harrison won't give 'em a chance." or maybe i read that in the funnies, the section of the paper from which george w. bush gets all his news (he believes "opus" to be a secret project of NPR). so, if you need the sniper laser, fucking duck. then they'll shoot out the car window instead, and you can sneak away. i think thare are edawrdian parsimmons parsimony parsimonius funk, funk, in my dtrunk. rekindle my spindle and inspire my spire, ridiculous rhymes fuel my pyre. george e. tyrebiter, esq., attorney at large, if spotted, please call sweededenen. enenenen. en. fnwo onto moar impaoartent er thingz, like snax, asandwach, lettUICE - letttttwoisss - letus - let ice - letuious lewinsky carbomb. he was a good presentident north of the belt, whereas the currenttnt one a robot. the errorists have won. metamucil for all, citizens, sooth, complete, regular bank deposits. flush flush, service and waste systems. sewers??? sssh. ROBOTZ ROBOTZ ROBOTZ ROBOTZ ROBOTZ ROBOTZ ROBOTZ &u. how do they interrelate? i can think of pretty much an infinite number of ways, but then i'm the sort of lad that stands around comparing microwaves to george clooney. after a few years of that, you can draw comparisons between anything.

this, uh, rant brought 2u by sleep depriaviation

Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker
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litmus tits

so here we are again. another post with absolutely no prethought, consideration, or spelkl=- check from artie QP. these things happen, you know, need no to get worked about up it. q?

Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker