As if this nonsense
could produce additional,
I guess it does so.

Our progeny will rule.

It's not a problem
that I am yet aware of:
I'll carry the kids.

Oy Feta!

My blessed goddess,
you have blown another skirt,
again I will shop.

"I flit I float."

Hell, I also float...
There was a big green lakeness
that took us in it.

The envelopment needed no postage.

You send me.

ring just fed me more:
A strawberry and finger;
I sucked on them both.

1+4+4+0=9

" The seraphic strawberry beaming in it's bed"

You have now told me
chasing tail's a good pastime.
Consider more past.

I love you.

"You have my member numberized"?

Buenos notches on the four-poster.

Consider me tied.
I won't be leaving, you know.
I'll be staying here.

Time to lay in supplies.

Pejorative gargantuan one? Such as it is, communication has become more complicated.

You have been up to the task since the first breath of air you took.

Own it.

Remember the womb?
I have owned it since I could.
I need you by me.

It's a yin-yang thang.

Houston, we have a problem.

...and now for something completely different.....

you guys got a room yet?

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You can help me, now.
More space in the chair will help.
Get your dog off me.

Mach 3

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Knowing where we are
I can't possibly express
what cannot be known.

When the teacher is ready the student has multiple comings.

When teacher's ready,
might it get its comeuppance,
without punishment?

I have a shiny red apple for you.

I'm having a very pleasant evening and hope all of you are, too. Or if it's not evening where you are, enjoying what it is.

First I will lick it,
then I will take a damn bite.
Then I will eat it.

Now I'm hungry for a snack.

Brass tacks ennervate.

Ouch! Something in my foot!
Whose idea, swimming here?
Let's find deep water.

"they call us the seekers"

Don't cry...think of Baba O'Riley.

Only love,
Can make it rain,
The way the beach is kissed by the sea.
Only love,
Can make it rain,
Like the sweat of lovers laying in the fields.

Love, Reign o'er me.
Love, Reign o'er me, Rain on me.

On the dry and dusty road,
The nights we spend apart alone.
I need to get back home to cool, cool rain.
I can't sleep and I lay and I think,
The night is hot and black as ink.
Oh God, I need a drink of cool, cool rain.

Only love,
Can bring the rain,
That makes you yearn to the sky.
Only love,
Can bring the rain,
That falls like tears from on high.

Love, Reign o'er me.
Love, Reign o'er me, on me.

Does anyone need a "pop-up" or moist towelette?

Pop-up? I'll take that.

In that case I'll settle for the moist towelette. So moist, so soothing, so cleansing, it opens up new vistas in personal hygiene.

already you ate eighty?
I might tend to like these surprises,
and what will cum with them.

Why is this wild thing riding my dick?

Cum hither...

Do I need to go
to a place or time not here
to really reach you?

PODS

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Accoutrements are
intending to be to be
what they might intend.

March young man..march.

If my wonderment's
going a little sideways
I follow my dick.

Divination rods R'US

...where he goes
is exactly where he wants;
you know where that is.

You are the Master-craftsmen of intent.

And thus, will I blush?
My body can feel it must.
I do not know how.

Profligate portent,
Pre-cursor to prounoucing
Palatable proof.

I cannot leave here.
My armpits want you in them,
appreciating.

Pheromones do not translate over the phone.

Time for me to emigrate.

What magic is this?
Knowing what you are thinking
drives my distraction.

Tie me kangaroo down sport.

Okay, g'day.

I have never worn the hat of domination...

I doubt it will fit,

maybe if I wet it first.

Darlin' in the hills,
I have another thinking:
It's from Dakota:

Let it rain...

Engorged is a good word.

Now Beanie Babies?
Describe to me your meaning.
Lay me down right now?

Do not pass go...

GO.

Consider me gone.
Your meaning become clearer,
it's all I can do.

I usually don't talk to myself when I'm masturbating.

I'm gonna sue.

Liar.

Yeah, I don't trust those.

The next time I see it standing at attention it will receive some.

Do "Wet Naps™" have "wet dreams"?

depends...if you jerk chicken and then have sexy fries, you might have wet dreams about lunch and need those naps.

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The Yin-Yang twins are suffering separation.

Drive carefully OCM.

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NOO!. dropped the bag of chips. stupid chips.

off to the beach tomorrow.....Yeah NJ beaches

Barnegat Bay..Surf City...I knew them...a long time ago.

I have glacier lake sand in my shoes.

fun.

Nirvana.

I seem to have a focus
which transposes our transpositions,
as I've driven my goddess.

I am with you.
I am you.
Tasty.
Perfect.
Immortal.

theres always something good that's gonna happen.

All ways.

My boys and I are going fishing in the bay at Loveladies. They've been catching pretty nice strippers off the shore but we'll do that next time...talk about time, isn't this cute?:
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Loveladies...a nice sounding name. One that makes me think twice, though it's very nice there too, is in Delaware where we'll be in a few weeks, at Little Assawoman Bay.

Charmingly and classily done my friend...truly.

I think this thread should be published someday soon.

This is an oddly classy classic thread, innit?

fucking weather network. rain?! it's so clear out there!! no clouds. no wind.

I took the top off my fun-car and drove it to work today since it's gorgeous around here in the Philly area, clear and about 84F/29C.

Much more rain in our forecast.

I'll need webbed feet.

quack quack

...we have a mother duck living outside our office/factory, she laid a few eggs under a bush. Last week we noticed a large hawk is now also living nearby. So the other day during our lunchtime we see the hawk swoop down and grab the duck, I guess it was hawk lunchtime too, a struggle ensues, we run over and chase the hawk away and the duck seems no worse for wear...so far the hawk is leaving the duck alone but we fear for the littles ones that will be popping out soon. Yesterday as I drove down the driveway the hawk swooped right over my hood and tried to grab a small bird sitting on the ground but the birdy got away before the hawk was within a couple feet of it.

Cock-a-doodle-doo!
It's yet another fine day.
What's a doodle do?

1x4+4=8=8

Do doodles diddle?

do they still make this stuff? I remember it seeming to be quite popular back in the day:

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I got a bottle in my bathroom, new updated and squeezable!

crazy Canucks

....apparently some with curly or frizzie hair.

Save those plastic bottles and make a plastic armoured suit out of them:

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Peanut sauce drizzled on top of corn-on-the-cob, is delicious,
and so is Jethro Tull.

Bareback for OCM.

Heavy horses
By jethro tull

Iron-clad feather-feet pounding the dust
On octobers day, towards evening
Sweat embossed veins standing proud to the plough
Salt on a deep chest, seasoning
Last of the line at an honest days toil
Turning the deep sod under
Flint at the fetlock, chasing the bone
Flies at the nostrils plunder.

The suffolk, the clydesdale, the percheron vie
With the shire on his feathers floating
Hauling soft timber into the dusk
To bed on a warm straw coating.

Heavy horses, move the land under me
Behind the plough gliding --- slipping and sliding free
Now youre down to the few
And theres no work to do
The tractors on its way.

Let me find you a filly for your proud stallion seed
To keep the old line going.
And well stand you abreast at the back of the woods
Behind the young trees growing
To hide you from eyes that mock at your girth,
Youre eighteen hands at the shoulder

And one day when the oil barons have all dripped dry
And the nights are seen to draw colder
Theyll beg for your strength, your gentle power
Your noble grace and your bearing
And youll strain once again to the sound of the gulls
In the wake of the deep plough, sharing.

Standing like tanks on the brow of the hill
Up into the cold wind facing
In stiff battle harness, chained to the world
Against the low sun racing
Bring me a wheel of oaken wood
A rein of polished leather
A heavy horse and a tumbling sky
Brewing heavy weather.

Bring a song for the evening
Clean brass to flash the dawn
Across these acres glistening
Like dew on a carpet lawn
In these dark towns folk lie sleeping
As the heavy horses thunder by
To wake the dying city
With the living horsemans cry

At once the old hands quicken ---
Bring pick and wisp and curry comb ---
Thrill to the sound of all
The heavy horses coming home.

Iron-clad feather-feet pounding the dust
On octobers day, towards evening
Sweat embossed veins standing proud to the plough
Salt on a deep chest, seasoning
Bring me a wheel of oaken wood
A rein of polished leather
A heavy horse and a tumbling sky
Brewing heavy weather.

Heavy horses, move the land under me
Behind the plough gliding --- slipping and sliding free
Now youre down to the few
And theres no work to do
The tractors on its way.

BBQ!

Vegemite

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I sing a great and glorious version of this song:



Camelot! Camelot!
In far off France I heard your call
Camelot! Camelot!
And here am I to give my all
I know in my soul what you expect of me
And all that and more I shall be
A knight of the Table Round should be invincible
Succeed where a less fantastic man would fail
Climb a wall no one else can climb
Cleave a dragon in record time
Swim a moat in a coat of heavy iron mail
No matter the pain he ought to be unwinceable
Impossible deeds should be his daily fare
But where in the world
Is there in the world
A man so extraordinaire

C'est moi! C'est moi!
I'm forced to admit
'Tis I, I humbly reply
That mortal who
These marvels can do
C'est moi, c'est moi, 'tis I
I've never lost
In battle or game
I'm simply the best by far
When swords are cross'd
'Tis always the same
One blow and au revoir
C'est moi! C'est moi!
So admir'bly fit
A French Prometheus unbound
And here I stand with valor untold
Exception'lly brave, amazingly bold
To serve at the Table Round

The soul of a knight should be a thing remarkable
His heart and his mind as pure as morning dew
With a will and a self-restraint
That's the envy of ev'ry saint
He could easily work a miracle or two
To love and desire he ought to be unsparkable
The ways of the flesh should offer no allure
But where in the world
Is there in the world
A man so untouch'd and pure

[spoken] C'est moi

C'est moi! C'est moi!
I blush to disclose, I'm far too noble to lie
That man in whom these qualities bloom
C'est moi, c'est moi, 'tis I

I've never stray'd from all I believe
I'm bless'd with an iron will
Had I been made the partner of Eve
We'd be in Eden still
C'est moi! C'est moi
The angels have chosen to fight their battles below
And here I stand as pure as a pray'r
Incredibly clean, with virtue to spare
The godliest man I know
C'est moi!

rain. again.

here you go, MOAB:

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PM T-Storms
88° F
Precip: 60%
Mostly cloudy this morning. Scattered thunderstorms developing this afternoon. High 88F. Winds ESE at 5 to 10 mph. Chance of rain 60%.

chance of rain?

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