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Date Posted: 17:36:56 08/11/02 Sun
Author: t e q u i l a
Subject: [[ on the rocks ]]


what do you do when life throws you lemons?
experiment with tequila, ice, and a blender


] a diluted sun hung amid shards of bloody sky, contrails of stratus blurred and muted in the murky light. the skirting mesas appeared indistinct, like vague titans crouching guard over the remote expanse. [

] the bleached debutante slid in at a suspended cavot meant to allow her to absorb the new surroundings. already she found its ambience pleasant and to have a somewhat transcendent attribute that made it feel more like home. home is, after all, where the heart is. was her heart here? perhaps it was too early to say with much veracity. [

] continuing on, she found herself undisturbed by the foreign umbra of this quasi dusk, and languished in their chilly sanctuary before ambling onwards. cloned auricu twirled acutely atop beribboned peak before settling to rest midrange, still having yet to locate her partner in crime...and any additional articles he might have acquired along his way. [

tequila


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[> oooh, call me stupid and roll me over with a lemon -- Internet Girl, 21:31:53 08/12/02 Mon

ain't no doubt about it
can't wait to get home to you
connected with my baby
just jammin' online with you
here in my room, we are as one
hours connect - as we switch on
she's my best kept secret
my internet girl
she's my one and only
and i ain't tellin' the world

spastic motions carry technilogically challenged feline nigh of parallel, antennae mingling forward at half-mast atop dished profile. chisled skull jaunts informed, crescent flares testing carbon within high altitude, vocal chords struck and released via parted larynx in general direction of stranger. tangled whipstrings attack fleece in defiant manner, giving momentary relief to spasmodic female of six-legged vermin. rotary pauses, pedals flogging the sandy terrain in a continued two-step although place is held, dominance erected over that of fellow bish although placid hellos are created within gutteral pastures.


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[> [> .[.ladies, ladies.]. -- [.jester.], 23:01:02 08/12/02 Mon






[.or.....wait.]
[-.exuberantly charged fulcrums linger deliriously o'er and 'round newly acclimated terrain, exiguous attempt to express emotion fro' occurances lacertated fro' larynx in bass tones.unclined mandible integrisized with both pride in brittle paramours, as well as bewilderment in all that had been attained so far.this will be a prosperous life indeed.-]
[.nevermind my impertinance.]
[.please continue.]




.{.being deaad can’t be so bad – no one’s come back to complain.}.

.{.why don’t I just go upstairs and give myself a swirly.}.

.{.i gave you a hug, now go.}.

.{.it went in, but it won’t come out.}.

.{.time wounds all heels.}.

.{.have a cookie or die.}.

.{.there are plenty of good uses for burning people.}.

.{.when in doubt, punch a hole in yourself.}.

.{.get off the cross, we need the wood.}.

.{.kick them and run.}.

.{.could you please ask the Bishop if guitar distortion can be used at the 11 o'clock mass.}.

.{.hi, I’m jesus christ. I’m god, and so are you.}.

.{.that’s life. You’ve always got to convert something.}.

.{.take out a piece of paper and write you name next to it.}.

.{.nothing will make you feel more alive than wishing you were dead.}.

.{.for every virtue that exists there's a corresponding derogatory term used by those who don't share it.}.

.{.everything you need is somewhere else.}.

.{.as drunk as a glass of empty water.}




[equine o’ tears]

(I just snuck on, I dun know when the next time I'll be able to post is....please carry on)

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[> [> [[ i'll call you stupid, even without the lemons ]] -- t e q u i l a, 16:13:04 08/13/02 Tue



] blanche waif implements apathy via dischordant appoggiatura, her forced parley tattering the clinging, prolonged silence that called the duo's immediate radius home. they had been engaged in an unspoken conquest since her arrival, but for now she chose to forestall her inevitable mutiny a shade and invest time in the meticulous plunge of siamese auritives. that was certainly something sure to bore the hell out of anyone who bothered to watch. tousled pinnacle welcomed their flexible presence and saw to the neccessary accomodations. [

] punctuated by uncouth eruptions that ricocheted immodestly off of the surrounding cliffs, svelte haunch jutted sylph-like contour heavenwards in a turbulent gyration. you've got no jurisdiction over me, sugar, so don't play like you do. [

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