Friday, November 26, 2004

Mozhsenikku Sultansom

I bronched the kobble, platted the keeble and wranked out all the pichandles. Looked minumel to me, so I natted to everyone. The response was knuhel, knuhel, knuhel.

Krab the mottlestone, this is reeventide.
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8 comments:

  1. ithrynNovember 25, 2004 at 4:56 PM

    Uh...what?

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  2. poocha9November 25, 2004 at 5:57 PM

    go easy on the juice,my friend.

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  3. veenvenNovember 25, 2004 at 6:03 PM

    Really? Wow!

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  4. jayasankarvsNovember 25, 2004 at 7:06 PM

    Come to my arms, my beamish boy!

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  5. madhavNovember 25, 2004 at 7:31 PM

    Oh, you frumious bandersnatch, you!

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  6. poocha9November 25, 2004 at 8:26 PM

    So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
    And stood awhile in thought.

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  7. jogeNovember 25, 2004 at 10:31 PM

    LOL

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  8. mujibNovember 30, 2004 at 10:51 PM

    Ah, so this was what it was all about. Knuhel knuhel knuhel indeed.

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