My cat's breath smells like catfood
But there's no sense crying over every mistake. You just keep on trying till you run out of cake.
*Oh, just for a minute,* my bed said.
"Don't lie to me," I grumbled.
*But you're so tired...*
Without further guilding the lily and with no more ado, I bid you farewell and sweet dreams...
*Oh, just for a minute,* my bed said.
"Don't lie to me," I grumbled.
*But you're so tired...*
You. Its whats for dinner!
As time passes, you realise all the mistakes you amde and the ones you wish you never did make.
The wave crashing on the beach
I'm eccentric, that means I can do anything I want.
Jesus helps me trick people.
-Mike
Certified Mad Doctor and HoP High Priest of Nutella
A buckuht n a hooze! -Valura
Jesus helps me trick people.
Laugh Often, Smile Much, Post lolcats Always
It's all good
Come faeries, take me out of this dull world, for I would ride with you upon the wind and dance upon the mountains like a flame.
- W B Yeats
*Oh, just for a minute,* my bed said.
"Don't lie to me," I grumbled.
*But you're so tired...*
My cat's breath smells like catfood
But there's no sense crying over every mistake. You just keep on trying till you run out of cake.
*Oh, just for a minute,* my bed said.
"Don't lie to me," I grumbled.
*But you're so tired...*
Without further guilding the lily and with no more ado, I bid you farewell and sweet dreams...
molten cheers,
~ FireMike
FireMikeZ@yahoo.com (personal messages welcome, no promo spam, please!)
Laguna, California, US
-Mike
Certified Mad Doctor and HoP High Priest of Nutella
A buckuht n a hooze! -Valura
It was a day for screaming at inanimate objects.
What this calls for is a special mix of psychology and extreme violence...
I sought advice and cooperation from all, but not permission...
quote:I quite agree, it's all vile.
Originally posted by SickpuPpy:
My god, thank you Tennis. I thought that I was the only one on this board who can't stamd any of it. Marmite, Vegimite, and Nutella are all vile.
At least if I get lynched I'll have some company
Trippie Hippie- Monty Dons secret love child
Fly like a mouse, run like a pillow, be the small book case.
"Last night i met some pixies and we danced around a stone".
Because dressing up is fun.
-Such a price the gods exact for song: to become what we sing
-Seek freedom and become captive of your desires. Seek discipline and find your liberty.
-When the center of the storm does not move, you are in its path.
Never doubt that a small group of crusties, activists, and politicos can change the world... in fact, it's the only thing that ever does ;-)
Who looks outside dreams; who looks inside wakes C G Jung
I honour you as an aspect of myself..
You are never to old to storm a bouncey castle..
Magnus... pay it forward