Bantering with Octagons

Dillinger

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I have reason to believe that you can't bathe Barbie dolls therefore I think it's time to forbid entry to Fred Flintstone. Besides, my father always told me I should never banter with octagons
 
If I can get the paper towel to imagine what life would be like without a grapefruit, the sofa will amuse Marilyn Manson and I'll be able to play chess with Lou Reed!
 
Are we all posting like surreal type statements????


The rock only grows when the light from the mystical pineapple shines through ziggurat.
 
Dillinger said:
I have reason to believe that you can't bathe Barbie dolls therefore I think it's time to forbid entry to Fred Flintstone. Besides, my father always told me I should never banter with octagons

Of course you shouldn't banter with octagons, they always say STOP.

It's the decagons you need to look up.
 
I like triangles. Their prickly sides always ripple with phosphoresent clouds just before they gracefully expire.






Dill? Why is talking to you often better than a flashback?
 
Wiggles said:
Ok, it is definetely time to turn off the computer and get some rest.

I've passed into incoherent thought patterns. They always told me drugs were bad but damn.........
I'm scared......Hold me!

:confused: :(


Sure you always sounded cute. :D :p
 
Her hair was phosperacent making her head look like the glow of the moon on a misty night.
 
The annoying banter, from the gaggle of exam stressed freshman, was like the buzzing of drunken fruit flies.
 
Ancient numbers beat mercilessly against the drydocked snails.



What the fuck are you on, Dill? Can i have some? It's been too long...
 
Angelic, nymph like Bob swam through the purple fluid of passion.
 
Time for the banter to be placed in a planter. I do think the secret frog is actually planning to make its move.
 
Dilly, you make me want to cha-cha till pineapple while coloring with Dr. Pepper flavored bees.
 
If a shooting star doesn't remember how to return home, will the Little Dipper be able to catch it and send it safely on its course?
 
Ah... but if the shooting star is really a Dr. Pepper flavored pineapple then must it not also be true that palm trees in Antartica are nothing more then raisins?
 
If the palm trees in Antarctica are merely raisins, would the christmas cactus only bloom at night when the moon sits high in the sky while we gather the moon glow as it floats with the rain?
 
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