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26 January 2006

I am eponymous. Justice is my sidearm and I have eels in my blood. Your shoes do not know my name, but we have been introduced. Your futility will not save you, but you may save your futility. If your dog is on fire, put it out for the night. Kiss me, you beautiful mastadon!
My hair! I am on fire.
posted by Hugh Janus 26 January | 11:45
Aye aye, Capn! Speaking of eels, here's one you don't see every day.
posted by misteraitch 26 January | 12:03
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And you will know us by our veracity. Anemia is an irony sufficency. The creamy chocolate center cannot hold, the beagle turns in an ever widening pyre. From the dessert shall emerge a sugar-frosted hero, and his name shall be Duane. Burma Shave.

posted by Capn 26 January | 12:11
Sorry to interrupt capn. Tea dear?
posted by arse_hat 26 January | 13:12
Ooh, lovely, two sugars please.

Where was I? Oh yes. You can taste my thoughts, but they will not sustain you. You have an appetite for inustuction, welcome to the bungle, quake me down to the parasite's city, do I constrict myself? Very well, I contain multitudes.

Do I look like a March hair to you? You are the ides.

posted by Capn 26 January | 13:34
Come and gone, yes.
posted by Hugh Janus 26 January | 15:14
Oh Capn my caftan, inside the grey murk of the buttons there exists lapine agility.
posted by Lipstick Thespian 26 January | 16:15
Blogger's 1/2 hour of "Planned Maintenance" was supposed to end 18 hours ago || Bunnies can read.

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