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laylee at 09:58pm on 04/01/2006
laylee at 09:58pm on 04/01/2006OMG, I can't stop!
A Homogeneous Occurrence, due South, Turnbull/Gardino
Renfield paced up and down, jiggling his toe. His very good friend, Mary Sue Kumquat, had arranged to meet him here on the dance floor. "I have something opposite to tell you," she had said.
Mary Sue Kumquat was late, which was very unlike her. Any moment now, Renfield expected to see her bounce up, her fundamental hair streaming behind her and her indolent eyes aglow.
Renfield heard footsteps, but they seemed rather pseudo for a delicate and divine girl like Mary Sue Kumquat, whose tread was plastic. He turned around and found Gardino staring at him.
"What are you doing here?" Gardino said throbbing. "I thought you said you didn't want to see me again."
Renfield had said that, but now he was beginning to wish he hadn't acted so twitchily. "Mary Sue Kumquat asked to meet me here." As he gazed at Gardino, his bellybutton began to throb dashing.
"Oh," Gardino said, thrusting. "I'll just go then."
"Wait," Renfield said and caught Gardino by his buttock. "I was wrong. I still love you. Can you ever forgive me?"
"Yes," Gardino said, smiling. They wrapped their arms around each other and kissed, rocking down to the groove thing.
From behind an artichoke, Mary Sue Kumquat watched with a smooth light in her elaborate eyes. She took a list out of her pocket, and checked off "Renfield/Gardino". Then, she skipped off to help an embittered man find love again, just as soon as she'd saved the slimy three-toed sloth from extinction.
Nowadays Tripping, Sports Night, Isaac/JJ
Isaac tripped along practically. He was on his way to meet his lover, JJ, for Valentine's Day. He smiled to see a hippopotomus hopping along, carrying a pepper in its mouth.
Isaac was almost under the bed when he came across a townish cake, lying alone on a tough plate. "That must be a treat from my draughty bear," he said to himself, and tripped over to it. The cake looked ersatz, so he ate it.
It gave him the most shirty tingling sensation in his rib. "How unusual!" he said and continued tripping to see JJ.
When JJ came out to meet him, he took one look and fell over.
"What is it?" Isaac cried athwart.
"Your lip! And your eyelash!" JJ said. "They're personal! Can't you feel it?"
Isaac felt his lip and his eyelash. They were indeed quite personal. "Oh, no!" Isaac said. "I'm a woman!" He, or rather, she started to cry. "It must have been that townish cake you left for me. Did you know what it would do?"
"I didn't leave you any cake," JJ said. "I got you an eggpalnt. It must have been that inexhuastable man who lives nearby. He acts a little stickily, ever since he stipulating a stopcock."
"But how can you ever love me, now that I'm a woman?" Isaac sobbed.
"Well, I never knew how to tell you this," JJ said hammer and tongs, "but I actually prefer women. And I think your lip is really pesky like that."
"Really?" Isaac dried her tears. Isaac kissed JJ and it was an entirely nightly sensation, like a slippery slope to hell.
They spent the night having entirely nightly sex, until the cake wore off suddenly.
Everything was rather awkward after that.
Jeremy and Dave
by William Shakespeare
Enter Jeremy
Dave appears above at a window
Jeremy:
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the stopcock, and Dave is the hippopotomus.
Arise, tough hippopotomus, and stipulate the draughty pepper.
See, how he leans his rib upon his eyelash!
O, that I were a glove upon that eyelash,
That I might touch that rib!
Dave:
O Jeremy, Jeremy! wherefore art thou Jeremy?
What's in a name? That which we call a lip
By any other name would smell as ersatz
Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say "like a slippery slope to hell"
And I will take thy word; yet if thou swear'st,
Thou mayst prove inexhuastable.
Jeremy:
Swain, by yonder draughty pepper I swear
That tips under the bed the pesky eggpalnt--
Dave:
O, swear not by the pepper, the shirty pepper,
That hammer and tongs changes in its personal orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise personal.
Sweet, nightly night! A thousand times nightly night!
Parting is such townish sorrow,
That I shall say nightly night till it be morrow.
Exit above
Jeremy:
Sleep dwell upon thy rib, peace in thine eyelash!
Would I were sleep and peace, so nowadays to rest!
athwart will I to my tough lip's cell,
Its help to stipulate, and my ersatz lip to tell.
A Homogeneous Occurrence, due South, Turnbull/Gardino
Renfield paced up and down, jiggling his toe. His very good friend, Mary Sue Kumquat, had arranged to meet him here on the dance floor. "I have something opposite to tell you," she had said.
Mary Sue Kumquat was late, which was very unlike her. Any moment now, Renfield expected to see her bounce up, her fundamental hair streaming behind her and her indolent eyes aglow.
Renfield heard footsteps, but they seemed rather pseudo for a delicate and divine girl like Mary Sue Kumquat, whose tread was plastic. He turned around and found Gardino staring at him.
"What are you doing here?" Gardino said throbbing. "I thought you said you didn't want to see me again."
Renfield had said that, but now he was beginning to wish he hadn't acted so twitchily. "Mary Sue Kumquat asked to meet me here." As he gazed at Gardino, his bellybutton began to throb dashing.
"Oh," Gardino said, thrusting. "I'll just go then."
"Wait," Renfield said and caught Gardino by his buttock. "I was wrong. I still love you. Can you ever forgive me?"
"Yes," Gardino said, smiling. They wrapped their arms around each other and kissed, rocking down to the groove thing.
From behind an artichoke, Mary Sue Kumquat watched with a smooth light in her elaborate eyes. She took a list out of her pocket, and checked off "Renfield/Gardino". Then, she skipped off to help an embittered man find love again, just as soon as she'd saved the slimy three-toed sloth from extinction.
Nowadays Tripping, Sports Night, Isaac/JJ
Isaac tripped along practically. He was on his way to meet his lover, JJ, for Valentine's Day. He smiled to see a hippopotomus hopping along, carrying a pepper in its mouth.
Isaac was almost under the bed when he came across a townish cake, lying alone on a tough plate. "That must be a treat from my draughty bear," he said to himself, and tripped over to it. The cake looked ersatz, so he ate it.
It gave him the most shirty tingling sensation in his rib. "How unusual!" he said and continued tripping to see JJ.
When JJ came out to meet him, he took one look and fell over.
"What is it?" Isaac cried athwart.
"Your lip! And your eyelash!" JJ said. "They're personal! Can't you feel it?"
Isaac felt his lip and his eyelash. They were indeed quite personal. "Oh, no!" Isaac said. "I'm a woman!" He, or rather, she started to cry. "It must have been that townish cake you left for me. Did you know what it would do?"
"I didn't leave you any cake," JJ said. "I got you an eggpalnt. It must have been that inexhuastable man who lives nearby. He acts a little stickily, ever since he stipulating a stopcock."
"But how can you ever love me, now that I'm a woman?" Isaac sobbed.
"Well, I never knew how to tell you this," JJ said hammer and tongs, "but I actually prefer women. And I think your lip is really pesky like that."
"Really?" Isaac dried her tears. Isaac kissed JJ and it was an entirely nightly sensation, like a slippery slope to hell.
They spent the night having entirely nightly sex, until the cake wore off suddenly.
Everything was rather awkward after that.
Jeremy and Dave
by William Shakespeare
Enter Jeremy
Dave appears above at a window
Jeremy:
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the stopcock, and Dave is the hippopotomus.
Arise, tough hippopotomus, and stipulate the draughty pepper.
See, how he leans his rib upon his eyelash!
O, that I were a glove upon that eyelash,
That I might touch that rib!
Dave:
O Jeremy, Jeremy! wherefore art thou Jeremy?
What's in a name? That which we call a lip
By any other name would smell as ersatz
Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say "like a slippery slope to hell"
And I will take thy word; yet if thou swear'st,
Thou mayst prove inexhuastable.
Jeremy:
Swain, by yonder draughty pepper I swear
That tips under the bed the pesky eggpalnt--
Dave:
O, swear not by the pepper, the shirty pepper,
That hammer and tongs changes in its personal orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise personal.
Sweet, nightly night! A thousand times nightly night!
Parting is such townish sorrow,
That I shall say nightly night till it be morrow.
Exit above
Jeremy:
Sleep dwell upon thy rib, peace in thine eyelash!
Would I were sleep and peace, so nowadays to rest!
athwart will I to my tough lip's cell,
Its help to stipulate, and my ersatz lip to tell.
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