Austin8
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and you get a 2/5" channel.
I put in a masked ball...
it just falls off soon as the game resumes
I put in a cone wrench
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and you get a 2/5" channel.
I put in a masked ball...
it just falls off soon as the game resumes
I put in a cone wrench
and you get a well-tightened scoop of ice cream.
I put in a wench's cunny...
and you get a tour of scholastic England
I put in a 26.4 NOS Cinelli stem
and the AR appraiser identifies it as pre 1964 and suggests you insure it for the cost of entry to the Tour de France.
I put in a battered Schwinn touring bike...
Lol my battered Schwinn was a Varsity.
and you find it's not as tasty as a battered onion ring
I put in a cycling cap autographed by Ole Ritter
and you get the tale of the "Ol' Knight Upon the Road."
I put in a Ritter that says "Knecht..."
and the Ritter pours intro a new clean glass.
I put in a crate of it (Dortmunder Ritter Bier)
and Marco Pantani (God rest his soul) and the entire peloton (lit. meaning =little ball) fall around drunk
I put in a alpine pass
and you find yourself hiking the Mt. Titlis glacier.
I put in a leisurely funicula ride...
but people don't seem to like it?
I put in a hiatus.![]()
and the hiatus ends pathologically.
I put in a little resurrection...
and I cannot help but think that a "little" resurrection is an off key juxtaposition?
I put in an 1883 E. Remington and Sons typewriter.
and it gets shot by a Winchester 1873 Repeater.
I put in an Olivetti-Underwood Portable elite...
PORTABLE! yeech. have you ever seen a sexy typing pool girl with a portable! ()
now that I've got that off my chest x.
your portable gets lost in transportation.
I put in an expensive fountain pen (handed down from my Grandfather, so be gentle please.)
and it goes on display next to my Cross Stylograph, 1895.
I put in a well full of real India ink...
and we are a step away from henna.
I put in the film The Pillow Book. (and a flight of fantasy)
and as you lay there watching, a poet quietly loads his brush from a Japanese ink block and senuously limns an ode directly on the skin it praises.
I put in a litanical verse of 1001 ways to use a pillow...
AND EVERY LAST ONE IS STUFFED UP YOUR RED SUIT TO MAKE YOU LOOK LIKE SANTA!
a whispered use of inappropriate typography.
I put in a false cotton wool beard
and the VM rejects it, demanding that only real cotton be used to make wool beards.
I put in a collection of Santanagrams...
and you get a joke. Santa Satan and Santana walk into a pub, and the Barman says...
I put in a Bollywood Princess.
and all the men in the bar offer to teach her American Yab-Yum.
I put in the thirteen positions known only to the emperor...
But now in these days of Wikileaks then EVERYONE knows them, and NO-ONE cares.
so now the Emperor is now "The Last Emperor"
and the VM slyly laughs, knowing that it knows the one way even the Emperor doesn't know.
I put in a photo of Sun Yat-Sen