Bantering with Octagons

[Svedish_Chef]

But Pennywise has a baby now, and lil Pennywise is SOOOO adorable.

Oh, and she's mine.

 

[cymbidia]

See a penny pick it up, late that night you will get fucked.
Uh huh.
That's what they want you to think.
~wink wink wink~
Shakespeare sold seashells by the seashore, too.

 

[cybergirly]

Sold and bought, bought and sold, a merrygoround from place to pocket, pocket to place. The horseys go up, the horseys go down the little fishy swims round and round.

 

[Dillinger]

Yeah but Sally Met Harry and had a fake orgasm. Sounded a bit like Yoda on crystal meth, if you ask me. But you know what they say, a penny earned is penny marshall. Stupid baseball cap if you ask me. You did ask me, didn't you? Well who the fuck you talking to then? You talking to me? You talking to me? Goldfish. Remember that. Goldfish.

 

[cybergirly]

What do you have against baseball caps? Is it the square shape, or perhaps the black bill. Bills should be yellow, like that of Bill Gaines who once washed up on that famous New Mexico beach.

I want to put that shampoo on my feet, and feel the lather slip down my shoulders.

 

[Dillinger]

Its the gates and the Gates. The 2 and the 3 heads. The Guardian. The Cerebus. The cereal bus. Magickal Mystery Tour and the Bonzo Dog Doo Dah band all telling us that we're like urban spacemen or something that fell to earth with two different colored eyes and thought Ziggy was a cool name for a spider.

 

[Svedish_Chef]

Ziggy played guitar

the rest of us mortals just stared... but those spiders from mars...

 

[cybergirly]

Martians would have as much luck as I, delivering this un-prepared speech. Ah tis a good thing no one will be watching much less paying anyway. Voices unheard in the room, are unspoken thoughts out loud.

 

[Dillinger]

I think the martians are probably thin and resemble ematiated John Waynes. They probably speak unspoken thoughts without speaking or thinking. This is what I think.

 

[Svedish_Chef]

Poor martians

Bastards thinner than I

And I am just a Heathen

 

[cybergirly]

Heathens get an unbroken wrap, something like a zip-lock but without the yellow and green seal. In the end I think they are the lucky ones.

 

[Svedish_Chef]

if they look like that at 55, fuck yes

And FUCK yes.

God I need and am overdue.

 

[cybergirly]

Overdue library books suck. I hate to have to take them back, when I'd rather keep them, but I know the phone police would be after me then. What's a sheep to do, lay down with Apple and Vanilla Mille-feuille? Actually lying down with a happy sheep dog sounds like more fun to me.

 

[Svedish_Chef]

And there and there

the sheepdog is lost but the sheep remains

Blind leading the blind

Now how the fuck do I take back this book "Discordia"

 

[cybergirly]

If you could take it back, it would make sense, since it can't be taken back it must be chaos. Chaos, can neither be controlled nor measured, there in lies the discord. Or the hunger! Doesn't a turkey and avocado sandwhich sound good about now?

 

[sigh]

drifting to chaos
what a place to be
molecules spreading
evening out
minimizing interactions

gotta love that entropy

 

[Svedish_Chef]

Entropy
Apathy

Run away
From me

I'll tear out your heart
Make you restart
Kill you
Tear you apart

You dont want that

 

[TheDR4KE]

inspiration strikes doubt into my heart

what if ....

what if ....

... if it isn't right?

This whole thing...

All based on falsehood? Wrongness? Mistakes that lie right at the core of what we are doing?

????????

Do you think it's possible that it should be octagii, not octagons, we're bantering with?


Quack

the D

 

[TheDR4KE]

and can I just add

that we're on page 69?



Quack,

the D (thinking of perky)

 

[rubymyst]

what if there is

A clown with no Hat,
or a Catcher without his glove,
A Ball without a Bat.

a Fish out of Water,
A Sword with no Sheath.
Watch with no hands
A Clock with no time

what if there is no

if

 

[cymbidia]

If life was good, i'd have a double mocha in my tummy right now. Yes, dammit, with whipped cream spilling like a slow motion waterfall over the edge of the cup to drop, plop, slop...get the mop! Coffee. Ohhhhhhh.
I gotta coffee jones going bad.
If jonesin' was legal, of course.
If it was okay.
If it was fun.
If it was good.
If.
If.
The snake is coming home on Friday. Maybe then.

 

[rubymyst]

ode to..

CREMA

watching you
sugar
sinking slowly
beneath the surface
of the ultimate extraction

caressing you
feather touchs
with the tip
of my tongue
immersed in the aroma,

until you open up,
until you let me in,
until you shamelessly reveal
your freshly harvested bottom
of my always thirsty cup

 

[freescorfr]

I met a Heathen in the heather last thursday - a Macdruid. He'd played his balls into the rough, because he refused to take his oats with the smooth. I'm out of jail now, having got in there by opening many doors. Cells are not what they are cracked up to be, and the dungeons are full of martians and pistacho nuts.

 

[cybergirly]

White chocolate covered pistachio nuts melt in your car, even in the heat of the hottest afternoons sun. Driving down the parkway I go over an overpass, I look up and notice that the overpass is both an overpass and an underpass. How is that possible?

 

[binkley]

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If I shan't argue with stopsigns,
shall I sign to stop arguments?