WOW!!!!
okay I may win for overalll.. but you win for single song! hahahahah.. that is so awesome... I am going to try to find this song right now! and wow.. I just found it on youtube.. that is so terrible.. it is amazing!hahahahahah
WOW!!!!
okay I may win for overalll.. but you win for single song! hahahahah.. that is so awesome... I am going to try to find this song right now! and wow.. I just found it on youtube.. that is so terrible.. it is amazing!
Nice lad, indeed. Isn't it a shame when good manners go punished by the aggressive and completely unanticipated camel parade. If only the camels had been paying closer attention when the cactuses (who despise being incorrectly called cacti- silly me) were warning them about the waterfall of clouds carrying them closer and closer to penetration by their needles. The needles did have good intentions, though, as they were out to protect the camels from the syndrome being set on them by that sneaky and conniving sun. He's really not a very nice fellow, that sun. His great plan was to steal your mojito, give it to the camels, and POOF, they're suddenly humpless and speaking solely in alliterative pig latin. Certainly some sensations are sensual- or else I would suspect that the sun had some hand in it. He enjoys being cruel you know- that's why hearts break.
p.s. I learned it from the board game Balderdash and it just stuck with me! lol
I'm weary with right-angles, abbreviated daylight,
Waiting for a winter to be done.
Why do I still see you in every mirrored window,
In all that I could never overcome?
Glad you're getting a good laugh out of it. I'm a big fan, personally
I'm weary with right-angles, abbreviated daylight,
Waiting for a winter to be done.
Why do I still see you in every mirrored window,
In all that I could never overcome?
the sun is inherently sadistic.. sometimes it spills uncertain centuries into the void and they float on by the earth without touching a single dream... the "cactuses" celebrated the passing of the camels into the stratosphere by singling out a single silhouette of a squashed salamander and throwing prickles at it.. only 1 stuck.. and the sun spilled insanity into the world and the first human being awoke... wearing silk and filled with cyanide.. it was certainly an ominous beginning, and the sun suggested that the beginning is generally the best time to make an ending.. the desert flipped back right side up as it had other plans.. I remained in my lawn chair, on my second mojito throwing darts at the back of the sun... dreaming about camels without humps, cursing me in pig latin, and sunburnt to the point of suicide by the sun.. it was with tears I finished number two...
PS. I love balderdash.. it is such random game
awwww.. it is so funny though.. that music video is just like WOW... and the lyrics.. okay I have said enough.. to be honest it is quite entertaining lol... whether that is good or bad in this case is questionable...
ohh.. I dislike sand beaches at times... you are so covered in sand after.. it can get really annoying lol.. I love pebble beaches on the other hand... so comfy to walk on and lie on the warm pebbles... and they don't get in your hair, and mouth, and toes, and fingers.. haha
It certainly was quite the lawn chair you were sitting in, because, if I recall correctly, it was more couch-sized and could pass through time and space as if they were indefinable qualities. Or were they quantities? I can't be expected to remember, of course, for I was scraping insanity off the floor and that terrible ball of flaming death we call the sun was insisting that I go through every grain of sand in the desert to ensure that all the insanity was collected. I stepped on all the prickles that missed the salamander, which was quite painful, as you floated along every which year and way on your enormous lawn chair. So I started running in trapezoids trying to escape, until I was picked up by a mojito river...whatever would I do?
p.s. yes, it's an excellent game
I'm weary with right-angles, abbreviated daylight,
Waiting for a winter to be done.
Why do I still see you in every mirrored window,
In all that I could never overcome?
Yes, because sand in questionable places is the worst feeling ever.
I'm weary with right-angles, abbreviated daylight,
Waiting for a winter to be done.
Why do I still see you in every mirrored window,
In all that I could never overcome?
As I am trying to float off into another reality, where eyes sometimes remain stitched shut for several variations of eternity.. I would suggest that you join me on this couch sized lawn chair, and avoid the prickles and drownings in mojito rivers... for passing through time and space reducing them to archaic terms is quite enjoyable, as insanity laps at the waves of a Cuba Libre sea... Now I pass into my own lucid dream...
Sounds like a plan...
I'm weary with right-angles, abbreviated daylight,
Waiting for a winter to be done.
Why do I still see you in every mirrored window,
In all that I could never overcome?
Anybody interested in an online game right now?
I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew.
Sorry, Pensive! You caught me just as I'm on my way to bed! Another night, perhaps!
I'm weary with right-angles, abbreviated daylight,
Waiting for a winter to be done.
Why do I still see you in every mirrored window,
In all that I could never overcome?
chess???Originally Posted by Pensive
Nobody up for it even today?
Don't know how to play chess, unfortunately.chess???
I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew.
what do you mean by online game?
nobody up for it even today?
Don't know how to play chess, unfortunately.
bahhhh
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