Wednesday, November 19, 2008

dead beat. . . . uh. . . . . shun na na na. . . . beet a dead horse. . . stay duh course. . . La Ear Ick Put it all together and what do you get:?
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The image “” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors. "Ci Guala Roo tah shmashi shmesh upod!"
"Shirley, you don't mean that!"
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"What on earth do you mean, 'I don't mean that'?"
Shirley uttered so as to say "I love you too" much too much to desire to say aloud.
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"and that's what I wuv about eeeww too."
"and through and through i am so so for U too."
On and on the Young Uns went until they got old and died, whence their final sentence, which was perfect, by the way, b cause it synced up with the whole Synergentity of d cosmos , causing all known Unforms to up and homojiffy
into their most perfect

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"Ahh, , Say it ain't
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"I'm so sorry to interrupt you, oh All-Knowing Taint, but I'm afraid I don't follow. Are you trying to say all etc, alah etc, all uh etc or merely sing a nonsensical song?"
"You are indeed dead confused Ma Smeg. Where in you were seeking my guy dance, I was busy sucking your very last Ohms of all their Worth. Butt don't sweat. You Shall soon be trance informed into a more sentient being. Namely, a hair that tickles my belly button when I laugh, so as to extend the joke longer. Get it?"
"Can't say i do."
"Yeah, I'm still working out the specs of the translation."
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"shwen do shoe shink day
shwill dishcover dat dair
wurds iz wut kweeps shgem

frum eaturnall enshleitenmint"?
"shprobabwe dee day wee dii."
"shashahshahashishashesha. a kay eh shwen pigz fwry. shmishmahashashehe."

-Trans eye shun-
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"Bust a terrorist's nut or be one."
-Bob Boob Bo0osh
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Shtill in die Wurks: take cair luvd uns+)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))

Sunday, November 16, 2008

Follow Up (The Chroniclies of Now{_}Here)

... And thus the time had come to put an end to history once and for all! . . Why A Why?:
"YAY!!", ex-claimed The Kids, who were all on edge and beginning to doubt even the future of What. What ended up Happening started to become that very thing it sought not in the first place. The space before us was finally clearing way, , , but which?
"Why did you learn to laugh in such a funny manner", She asked. My eyes welled up, (On ions were swimming freely in the atmosphere.) so i dashed in to lunch with a pudgy young un who went by the name Sun. I had almost forgotten to pack the floss when my favorite mother came to mind reminding me of all those things i had tried so hard to forget. A lass to no a veil.
"Memory, you sweet bitch you", i accidentally sang aloud, piercing the third ear of poor Sun..))) and that was the needall that broke the baby's back.
So Baby was coerced to re-move her one and only spine-all-chord. This put so much pressure on Baby's in-turn-all organs that they imploded into thin ether, forever expanding whatever re-mained of the lungs until their inevitable collision with a black whole.
inside the black hole:
"OK. Now say epiphany 10 times as fast as you can, then tell me what you hear."
"OK. epiphany epiphany epiphany epiphany epiphany epiphany epiphany epiphany Epiphany... ((GOLDEN SILENCE))... it sounds just like it is"
"Watch your tung, Sun. Is is the most dangerous word you know now. OK, let's see hear. looks like next up is the word mantra. Begin!"
"Mantra, Mantra, , ohmy, i all most forgot all about my sexiest readers' attention."
"Fucking Cum On All Ready. Your seed is safe with me."
God Is Infinite: A one act play for two
By ___________
setting: the very edge of a black whole
Sun: Dear God, what is your favorite swear word of all time?
God: Hmm, that is a good one... Howsabout a three way tie between Shit, Fuck and god-Damnit.
Sun: Hey cheater! That was four words!!
God: lol... my dear child, , don't you know god doesn't count.
Sun: lol... Word.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

1st Post!?

O dear me, , , so this is what it all comes up to? What a small wide web world after all! Where to even beginagain? Hear: this represents the highest of hopes for a radical future now( )here in my home-made Blahgosfear. i'm talking loads of highly enthused rants and musings on Alls. Butt fear not, i shan't confine my expression to the second rate that is words. All unknown forms of media shal be exploited until their soul message is holy meaningless to the mass age. "It" is meant for your enjoyment. What i'm shooting for here is the ring cycle of blogs, only All Inclusive and exclusively Entertaining. Failure is a given. Psyche-ick communion is all that is expected of you. Know One will die. "We it in '09". Blogos is looking out for us for ever more w/each scanning. So go a head: dive write in. All forms of feedback are exception-all and desperately encouraged. Only You are response able for content, not vice verse us. Feel free to make your own sense of any and every Zing.. .or be condemned to eternal satisfaction. So, , , w/out further ado. . . here goes Nothing:))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))