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Scholar_Warrior
06-06-2004, 06:19 AM
http://www.madsci.org/cgi-bin/cgiwrap/~lynn/jardin/SCG/

Madam! How your enormous foreskin shades me from the sun!

Scholar_Warrior
06-06-2004, 06:22 AM
ooooh!

You turn the atmosphere wild with currents of vitriol when you smile at the passing insects.

Becknudefck
06-06-2004, 06:31 AM
ha thats odd...

Caitlin
06-07-2004, 03:48 AM
Your sweet voice is like the snap of a bra strap upon a sun burnt back. :)

white ginger
06-07-2004, 04:25 AM
Soon we will be together, writhing profitably on a bed of non-seasonal vegetables in equine bliss. With this vision I see no reason why the operation to remove a 2.2kg uneviscerated turket carcass from my pericardium should fail.

backtothelab
06-07-2004, 08:18 AM
Completely inane.

crummyrummy
06-07-2004, 02:27 PM
Your presence reminds one of a blind jackal, eternally dependent upon misguided archbishops to provide instruction in bowling.

shinta
06-07-2004, 06:51 PM
So charmingly heathen, your skin is like a teardrop on a popsickle.

wastingthedawn
06-07-2004, 11:57 PM
Come, let me gnaw your fingernails that I may absorb and lose myself in the wise and gritty detritus that is you.

loveflower
06-13-2004, 03:52 PM
Were giraffe's antennae to sprout from your barnacled elbows, one could but weep for the pretense of a fallen chamber potwow.. that was deep

gesone
06-14-2004, 07:08 PM
Dying fields nurture withered magnolias falling from the lips of time
To a silver screen of scorching hailstorms trickling from
The eyes of invisible hummingbirds that encircle buried tombs.

flying_spoo420
06-14-2004, 10:55 PM
You mutter such objects of equine delight, while in a basket of hounds and toes, that the mind's ability to sew together slices of mordant ivory becomes tamed with visions of Tamils in Constantinople.

FreakyJoeMan
06-14-2004, 11:17 PM
"You have the intrepid appeal of a carnivorous apple on its way to a pile of cadaveric stones."

Wow, that describes me to a "t"

gesone
06-15-2004, 01:59 AM
Drown in erotic fury resurrect in bliss
And emerge triumphantly like a golden Phoenix out of ashes you will rise
Naked immaculate lunar eclipse hails the butterfly rainbow chariot.

Meeshka Chaukinov
06-22-2004, 12:18 AM
The Green Paint on the Walls Clouds my Thoughts of Flying Planks of Wood, Much Like the Elephant Impaled on the Hood of a Lincoln Town Car. Blood Covers One, Paint the Other, and Love Covers You.i feel so inspired.

Saradas
07-01-2004, 05:59 AM
"In your presence even my shadow acquires the sensation of touch."

I don't know; I like it.

Django
07-02-2004, 05:30 AM
A tossed salad in the hand is worth two up the priaptic slide, but then don't we all treat this level of malaise with a whimsical fury, a sort of impetuous accountants wry smile, directed towards a fitful moon.

This level of indecent triage therapy and coagulated mugwump cravat can often cause an effect not unlike a terrified cockerspaniel juggling bat dung in a salsa infused daze of independence, a curried sausage being the only method of escape.

in addition: "Dustmites the world over love you for your feet."

teepi
07-06-2004, 05:57 AM
May your succulent earlobes ever flap about my knees like a thousand wooden pigeons fleeing the local sawmill.





Earlobes about my knees?????? OH HELL YES!!!!!!!

ihzui
07-10-2004, 08:57 AM
"May you always be as vivid as your hallucinations."
ha-ha.