.I am learning and absorbing many things today.
Wednesday, May 04, 2005
A New Friend
My meeting with the rotund one yesterday (a meeting where I retrieved several items back from his control and received a check that as of yet cannot be cashed) was long and harrowing but all in all somewhat of a success. However it drove me to drinking at Ned's late into the night and I met a pretty lady named Chili Pepper who spoke to me with her pointy ears. It was some sort of combo of sign language and ear semaphore. I am not sure what she said, but she seemed intuitive and carefree.
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I am learning and absorbing many things today.
.I am learning and absorbing many things today.
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wow, she is an impressive beast! I can image her next to a pyramid of lights
i see her dancing on the tippity top of the pyramid, steel. many elbows and kicks with mirrors. Her pelt is most slick. You're a lucky man MM.
I heard from the rat army that the rotund one is on their "most wanted" list. The infestation will begin shortly. I am glad you were able to retrive your things from his foul clutches. when will the check waiting period be over? Shall my fairy butler assume the clutched-knuckle crouch?
I know of another wizard who is passive-aggressively fouling but I am choosing to ignore. It is best to pretend that we are in charge, MM, always.
Whatta ya want me to do? I am at your service Mr. Man. I will take this rotund fella and string him up by a testicular thread, if need be.
yes MM, tell us where he sleeps, we can string piano wires down his dark hallway at night
here kitty kitty...
I'm looking at your friend again. i love a smooth pussy, just look at that coat!
Can I get some spandex for my bumpy penis?
MAYBE THAT BUMP IS YOUR PENIS
Fairy, you are truly fair today. Her pelt was very slick. I am to meet this CP (PD, I do not believe it was you, unless you were on stilts you sly one) at the portion control center later and I will ask her if she kicks and completes angular transgressions with mirrors. Good idea.
I think the clutched knuckle crouch must be assumed by your butler. The check waiting period is mysterious. But I am ready to fight with stiff knife hands.
I met with a lovely witch last night who seemed interested in my items. We will see. She needs to be sure I have banished the fouling rotund wizard before she pursues any further connections.
Ahhh, PD! What a talent you are. I had sorely underestimated your capacity for height achievements. You are a folly in the woods.
Yes to the new witch. Goodness and levity plus petals floating in the dancing wind it is. The soil is rich and ready.
I can smell the spandex.
We love spandex!!
i'd like to taste her witches brew
i'd like to taste her witches brew
Hi there. I love rotundity.
yes, rotund is prrrrrrrrrrrfect
Mountainous,
I saw you, I am sure, with this slick and pretty lady, last night by Dark Pond. Her cover is unique; attention grabbing, yet mysterious, blameless and keen. Oh, how she prances and darts; I know this slither. I am envious, as were all who saw. Eyes, beedy little red dots, were everywhere in the darkness, trying desperately to decipher. But the code was thick and disorienting. I think the cherub knows, but who can understand him?
I missed this vixen MM. I was sitting at the bar. . .why didn't you introduce us? Just because I was collecting earwax doesn't mean that I couldn't be bothered. I'm sure anyone who communicates with her ears would understand that.
I'm a bit peeved about this.
Sloth is frightened by this creature with no mouth. How does it eat? Are it's eyes like small mouths?
Dear Krix, I hate peeving you so I am justly truly sorry about this. You seemed to be having fun on your own and the ears mesmerized me and made me lose my manners. I am no good with manners very much of the time anyway.
Sloth you are interesting. I like sloth and sloths. I am lackluster, feckless and hapless like a sloth. Kisses!!!
Sloth
I believe I have seen you around Dark Pond. You just lurk and twiddle. Your shavings are neatly piled though, and all the Sprites respect you. Could you please open your world to the uninitiated? I cannot rejoin in LogWorld, and I wish desperately to dance there.
Envy.
I am absolutely miserable and my head is killing me. It hurts so bad and I don't know how to fix. Maybe hammers will provide distraction. It ouches.
There is a pounding all around me, pipes are bursting and the pain seems unbearable...except for my pounding memories of Chili Pepper at Ned's...
I am wondering about the creatures and their viability for nature and sylphic causes. It is frightening to me.
MM, can you curl up in your Log and sleep? This is the best way to fix a furry head.
Thank you Sloth, I will try it. In the meantime I am glowering on the job, which is not helpful to the furrows and protrusions of the face.
I am leaving mortality for a better way that includes patterning of the fern as an alternative to hopscotch. The tendrils cause uniqueness to flourish.
Pudge that is a good idea. I want to excavate and arrive elsewhere myself. Hiding is good. Pain is unhelpful, flagging desires are coming, wishes for difference are penetrating me.
OUCH!!!
Pudge, you are right. Fern fronds are a force for good.
Sloth you are full of tumult and sweetness. Say more.
Penetration is overrated.
I like the orals.
I smell like puss. I can't figure it out.
I feel upended and desire an elixir to soothe my throbbing liver and failing eyesight. Gwendoline, bring the Sprites....PLEASE.
Sloth has heard many good things about the Sprites, but has never seen one.
I desire elixir too. I am in need of soothing. It is jagged on my skin garden.
The ache is beginning to subside. I am still clamped though. It is a blue plastic clamp now instead of a grey metal clamp. I am ok. I am ok.
Sprites are felt, not seen, Sloth. They come to you when you need them most and they convey the most healing elixirs. Meet us by Dark Pond next moon and we shall dance together, if you are not too weary.
Will I feel bubbles in my nose? (Please, please say yes!)
i like sprites that sparkle, since i find they can lead astray, might as well get a light show. Also I can make sure my fly isn't down.
I am still out in the goon docks, protecting my sheep. No one has spoken to me for months.
Sloth you are the cutest. Bubbles in your nose will come, all you have to do is breathe in the water. Be prepared for a burning sensation. Right Gwendoline? I think so, right?
Don't grumble, Sheepie. You have the sheep to talk to, don't you?
LUPUS!!!! WHERE FOR ART THOU HAVE YOU BEEN?????? I thought you died.
I deeply didn't mean to grumble. I am lonely. The sheep speak only to themselves and resent me for what I try to do for them. They don't want my protection and yet without me, they get zapped and blitz away into the non-entity, i.e. they die.
Lupus I have been hoping you might come back! I ran out of potato salad but maybe I can make a batch and have it all ready and slighty room temperature by tomorrow. Are you fine?
i lost my key, my flash light my belt and my pants fell down. I'm still can't get in my hut, but I thought I would stop in to show my love of mountain man.
Sloth understands, Sheeps. The weight of responsibility can lead to resentment. Soon you start dreaming of lamb-chops.
Sheepie you sound sad. Have you tried candy remedies?
necklace I've been eating vacume packed potato salad for months, please might I charm you for a fresh batch? I also have some dirt under my fingernails to bargain with.
I will never eat a lamb chop, no offense to anyone who will. I could not and would not eat a sheep. However, I do like boiled chicken.
Lupus that sounds truly delightful. Only, I must make one request which is that you eliminate pants from your life from now on. Since you live in a hut, what need could you have for a lower half covering? Keep it loose, is my thinking. I will have a new batch of tater salad ready for the eating.
I am ready to come help anyone who needs it.
Sloth only eats leaves, and the occasional ant, if it's on the leaf by accident. Candy remedies sound good. Maybe Necklace has a an elastic of Red-Hots, thus the fire?
yes necklace you have a point, you are bright! I actually live more in a cave shaped like a log, light on either end. Since back is front, there really is no need to determine bottom by wearing pants. My mind feels clear already! and that tatar is tanging my taste buds
i like to bend over and look at my red eye sometimes in the mirror.
What! You live in a Log too?? Joyousness!
I am sucking on a lemonhead now.
I think it is Evan Dando.
I was sucking on a lemonhead too, AND a red hot.
well it is log loke, not as natural though. Sloth, you dwell in logs?
i put a red hot in my pink eye
Sloth lives in a lovely, lovely Log. Dark and moist.
gorod iythik i drunk to muvch
Solar, did it burn?
how lovely sloth! With all that moisture you must have many colonies growing there.
Ouch solar, but at the same time, what fun. I am going to go to the candy dispenser and try some fun with red hots. Burny sensation, nice like ginger in the tush. They used to put ginger in horse's bums and electric eels too, to get them moving. They were called feagues. I want a red hot feague.
Yes, many tiny friends live in Log.
I would like to visit both Sloth and Lupus in their Logs. If it is moist, then as snacks, may I suggest macaroni and ale with cups of chocolate frosting? I will deliver these snacks in my bra and arrive at any time you desire. I like to help!
Eels have bums?
Are the tiny friends mushroom-like? Or do they have small eyes and speak to you? Are they quick-witted and do they dash around, doing your bidding? Oh I am dying to know.
No Slothy, I meant that the electric eels would go in the horse's bums too, like the ginger. You silly. But I wonder, they must have bums, the eels. And what would be small enough and spicy enough to go in their bums in order to get them moving. Very interesting.
it did burn burn my pink eye, it tapped it with moisturizer by looking in the mirror
I live on the mossy forest bottoms. I am a product of untimeliness (sorry to be so vague). I am forthright in my desire to offspring.
It is hard. I am liquefying, partial dehydration.
Every being in the Log has big pupils, to see in the inky Logness. Besides that, the friends are each unique, though there are too many to count.
What are you folks speaking of here? You do not live in logs, you are merely mentally handicapped. You should go on the meds.
oh necklace you have pitch perfect taste! i am now officially craving ale and macaroni. we can use my pants as a table cloth and eat with our hands
Maybe sometime if you can't sleep you can count all your log friends. Sloth. Tell me more of your life.
cookie i will tear your flesh with my fish infected claws and blow dry your vocal chords to a crisp
Yes, let's eat with our scoop hands and try to keep our forearms at a constant 90 degree angle. It will be violently haha. I have so many food gifts I have been saving for you Lupus.
What is a fish infection? What are you talking about you monstrous badly behaved puff?
Please don't forget the chocolate frosting!
hold on cookie i'm shitting your name on the concrete
Sloth I will not forget it. I deeply swear to you.
neckalce i'm convivned we could fashion a flying machine of sorts from your bra and my pants.
Fraggle you are disgusting. Please wear a diaper if you cannot control your shit fits. We don't live in a brown world.
Yes Lupus. Perhaps we can attach them to a log with sticks and make a sail-log. We can float downstream to the less poisonous end and eat as we float along, the three of us. Nice. Perhaps we need to invite Krixfort. I think we should.
its a nice dirah trail pelling out cookie lerman, it stinks and leaves twigs and bubble gum are getting caught in it
I am placing you under citizen's arrest Fraggle. You are headed to the splicer.
ooooooooh fraggle, can i see your pink eye? keep pushing!
ohhh please me to, i admire them so! so pink, so fleshy and winky
yes were is krixfort?
There is none more beautiful than me with transparent green flecks on the pinkest wrinkle. I eat things. I am backwards on my master. He pushes what I eat out his mouth every morning.
poison anus, WOW! do you have a napkin on your lap?
I do not need a napkin, I am that clean.
Poison you ar ean impressive creature! I need a garder to hold my jaw inplace when you speak. how old were you when you learned the ways of your master?
Thank you for asking Lupus, not so many are curious about the ways of the poison anus. I was 12 when I learned how to invert my master's ingestion habits. He is much happier to consume his rations from the back end. It leaves him free to speak while he eats without offending anyone.
That is absolutely disgusting!!! Eating from his poison anus!!! Your master, what is his name so I may shun him??? HORRIFYING!!!!!
well i am fascinated poison anus you are truly an observant creature. It is time for me to look for my keys again. love to all
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