You double poster you.

By Head_Prosthesis on Sunday, November 18, 2001 - 02:46 pm: Edit

I can attest to that.

By Tavarua on Sunday, November 18, 2001 - 02:45 pm: Edit

Son of a whore double post.

By Tavarua on Sunday, November 18, 2001 - 02:44 pm: Edit

It was 5:30 AM, I was drinking my ass off all night waiting for the meteor shower, cut my non-artistic ass a break.

This proves my point, one definate secondary affect of absinthe is illusions of poetry.

By Tavarua on Sunday, November 18, 2001 - 02:43 pm: Edit

It was 5:30 AM, I was drinking my ass off all night waiting for the meteor shower, cut my non-artistic ass a break.

By Head_Prosthesis on Sunday, November 18, 2001 - 02:17 pm: Edit

Damned Evelyn Wood Course.

By Head_Prosthesis on Sunday, November 18, 2001 - 01:55 pm: Edit

HAHAHAHHA!!!

By Lordhobgoblin on Sunday, November 18, 2001 - 01:34 pm: Edit

It's Strawberry Tobacco My Friend, or is it Indian Fields Forever?

Hobgoblin

By Verawench on Sunday, November 18, 2001 - 01:27 pm: Edit

Oh, my bad.

By Verawench on Sunday, November 18, 2001 - 01:26 pm: Edit

Right.

By Head_Prosthesis on Sunday, November 18, 2001 - 01:25 pm: Edit

I mean Geoff, hon.

By Head_Prosthesis on Sunday, November 18, 2001 - 01:24 pm: Edit

Jesus Gobs, that's sounds real fucking good. I love hot stuff.


Right, Vera hon?

By Lordhobgoblin on Sunday, November 18, 2001 - 01:18 pm: Edit

I really must get myself some of that 'Strawberry Tobacco'.

By Tavarua on Sunday, November 18, 2001 - 02:17 am: Edit

More or less a little slip to the side of buring coal.
Some in to the out.
Watch it turn to the backward, flip it forward.
Upside down, inside out, beauty is where you find it, or maybe where you left it.
That creamsicle dream of a pretty stream not to be confused with an infused tickle of a pleated team of a damn nickle shine yellow.
Why guess when the answer is a glowing yes to the question of the imminent quest in search of pure crystal turned lured vision of a piper turned nest egg and maybe, just maybe a better place, littered with those that know where it's at.
Better yet, know where it's not and plundering the path to that strawberry patch.

By Tavarua on Sunday, November 18, 2001 - 02:01 am: Edit

I guess I am just enjoying the view.

By Geoffk on Sunday, November 18, 2001 - 01:43 am: Edit

Ask him what's in his hookah. He *says* it just strawberry tobacco but...

-- Geoff K.

By Lordhobgoblin on Sunday, November 18, 2001 - 01:39 am: Edit

Tav,

What has come over you these days. Are you on acid or something?

Hobgoblin

By Tavarua on Sunday, November 18, 2001 - 12:55 am: Edit

Watch the skies. Meteor goodness is upon us. The time is right and the sky is proper burnt.