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I just had the most horrifying Sorabji dream! It was a nightmare! Everything in it was distorted and larger than life. I don't know how I made it through without activly realizing that it was a dream. Nate and Semillama were there. It was awful. Not because they were there, but because of what they did. We were sitting at some table drinking. Not really big bad alcohol, but mixers and coolers and stuff like that. Semillama kept pulling out these bottles and I'd say "Do I like that?" and he'd say "I think so." and we'd drink. There was this big bottle of vodka on a pillar right behind me and everytime I'd take a swig from the drink Semillama had, I'd turn around and take a swig from the vodka and swish it around in my mouth. Anyway, Semillama finally pulls out this bottle and gets all excited, because It's Time. "This is Nate's bottle!" he says. big spooky grin. Right away I start muttering no and I refuse to look and go face the window with my vodka. There's a little umbrella in the opening of Nate's bottle, and he takes it out and (this is the horrifying part) sticks the bottle onto the head of his penis. Semillama really wants me to turn around and look but I'm way too horrified. I don't even have to turn around because I can see the reflection in the glass of the window. But it gets worse! I can't see this part because I close my eyes, but somehow I just Know it's happening: Nate starts moving his hips back and forth making the little bottle go flying around in a circle. There's some woman there and she keeps screaming "ISN'T IT GREAT??" and Semillama is laughing and I'm drinking my vodka. Semillama asks me what I think and I (why? why??) say "I haven't had any." and all the noise and hub-bub stops right away and everyone's shocked. So Nate pulls the bottle off of his penis and hands it to me and that's when I (mercifully) woke up. god. I don't know if I can go back to sleep after this. |
sorabji.com: Weeds: tHE SILLy SQUABBLING GOING ON HERE AT SORABJI.COM By The Typing Monkey from Caymaan Islands. on Tuesday, August 31, 1999 - 04:49 pm: SQUABBLE sQuabble squaBBle squabbLe sQUaBble squabble squabble sqwabble skwabble, squabble, sqUABBle squabble and also skwabble. squabble squabble squabble squabble SqUaBble, babble, babble, babblyon, babble, squabble squat, squit squat squat, babble skirmish, squabble, roost, roost roost root, pie-eyed, skirmish, squabble squabble, fight amongst each other. buncha squabbling grebblers. . squabble squabbel, schnabel, schnopps, squabble, my roost is higher than yours. or else! SQUAWWWk, squeeeeek, scwaaaak, scwoook schwunk, squabble scriabin, schnopps, pass the gong around. keep on kickin that gong around. bringe me up, brings me down, just keep on kickin that gong around. oh,. . . squabble squabble squablle. squabelle. my post is better than your post. and my post is better than my post. tastem, toastem . . . . What's wrong here, sounds like a buncha cluckkin goin on. Oh, a whole lotta shake-in' goin on. much ado about wha? squabbel squabble squabble. squab. Charles Schwaaab can schwab out your account. this place is gettin creepy, is it the heat. . is there and ex-cuse? squabbel squabble squBBLE SQUALID SQUABBLE SQBALLEK SUBALKKB SWUALLBE QUIALLBE L LJK KD JKD Ajk sjfjf how is the itme for all good men to come to tha aid of their own selves. or their fewwow man same eh? SSSQQQQWWWAAAAWWWWWK! Heee Haw! Yee Ha! Weeeeel doggies! (moderator: Cross Fire can argue better than any of us, McLaughlin Group too now from the Left I'm Michael Kinsley, uh, would you believe Michelle, Koo coo for co coa puffs?) and my posting is the best one of all times, now and forever any other post is not good as this one. My posting rules. |
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A friend and I have adapted the line into everyday use and whenever one of us say we like something, the other will come back with "you like spicy whatever". Spicy Elton John, spicy ass, spicy lemon tarts..you have to be there, I guess but trust me, it's bloody gut-shaking. |
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I've said it before. The Cletus and the Squirrels saga -- from the first innocent post to the dramatic revelation of identity -- is one of my favorite things around here. I'm too lazy to look for anything else I liked especially. |
T.R.A.C.E. was trialled on Sorabji Nation first, to really get the annoying rhetoric down, and now he's ready to be unleashed. (Actually I kinda miss the Tracester occasionally, but don't tell him I said that. At least he added another dimension to the boards) |
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Pretty good, but it ain't Gee. ~ that's my most favoritest thing written here. Ahhh, stroke my ego some more, please. when is Semillama coming back? |
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(xoxo J) my legs are awfully sore because I've started to take step classes. good Lord, was that hard work. I guess I'll get used to it in time, but Good Lord! |
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