Completely useless thread designed only for my own personal amusement.
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Weird Harold
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*taps never on the shoulder and offers bottle of Solarcaine with Aloe*
This might help that itch -- or I could scratch it for you.
This might help that itch -- or I could scratch it for you.
Never
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A pointless thread for a pointless post.
Fire, fire burning bright,
Searing my eyes so bright,
burning with your redish light,
Won't you fly with me tonight?
When your butter's full of jam,
and you know you you're out of plans
Why not join me in a pen,
full of inky goodness?
INNNNKY GOODNESS (black and strong)
INNNNKY GOODNESS (All night long)
Like a strong mocha melody,
Won't you come and dance with me?
Fire, fire, I got to know,
Where you think you're going to go,
When I blow my candle out,
INNNKY GOODNESS (That's what it's about)
INNNKY GOODNESS (when you die)
INNNKY GOODNESS (In my eyes)
Fire, fire, you're going to go,
When I on this candle blow.
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Hmmm.
Fire, fire burning bright,
Searing my eyes so bright,
burning with your redish light,
Won't you fly with me tonight?
When your butter's full of jam,
and you know you you're out of plans
Why not join me in a pen,
full of inky goodness?
INNNNKY GOODNESS (black and strong)
INNNNKY GOODNESS (All night long)
Like a strong mocha melody,
Won't you come and dance with me?
Fire, fire, I got to know,
Where you think you're going to go,
When I blow my candle out,
INNNKY GOODNESS (That's what it's about)
INNNKY GOODNESS (when you die)
INNNKY GOODNESS (In my eyes)
Fire, fire, you're going to go,
When I on this candle blow.
~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~Hmmm.
Never
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Okay...
Now, where was I?
Oh, yes.
"
So engrossed was the Butcher, he heeded them not,
As he wrote with a pen in each hand,
And explained all the while in a popular style
Which the Beaver could well understand.
"Taking Three as the subject to reason about--
A convenient number to state--
We add Seven, and Ten, and then multiply out
By One Thousand diminished by Eight.
"The result we proceed to divide, as you see,
By Nine Hundred and Ninety Two:
Then subtract Seventeen, and the answer must be
Exactly and perfectly true.
"The method employed I would gladly explain,
While I have it so clear in my head,
If I had but the time and you had but the brain--
But much yet remains to be said.
"In one moment I've seen what has hitherto been
Enveloped in absolute mystery,
And without extra charge I will give you at large
A Lesson in Natural History."
In his genial way he proceeded to say
(Forgetting all laws of propriety,
And that giving instruction, without introduction,
Would have caused quite a thrill in Society),
"As to temper the Jubjub's a desperate bird,
Since it lives in perpetual passion:
Its taste in costume is entirely absurd--
It is ages ahead of the fashion:
"But it knows any friend it has met once before:
It never will look at a bride:
And in charity-meetings it stands at the door,
And collects--though it does not subscribe.
" Its flavor when cooked is more exquisite far
Than mutton, or oysters, or eggs:
(Some think it keeps best in an ivory jar,
And some, in mahogany kegs
"You boil it in sawdust: you salt it in glue:
You condense it with locusts and tape:
Still keeping one principal object in view--
To preserve its symmetrical shape."
The Butcher would gladly have talked till next day,
But he felt that the lesson must end,
And he wept with delight in attempting to say
He considered the Beaver his friend.
While the Beaver confessed, with affectionate looks
More eloquent even than tears,
It had learned in ten minutes far more than all books
Would have taught it in seventy years."
Now, where was I?
Oh, yes.
"
So engrossed was the Butcher, he heeded them not,
As he wrote with a pen in each hand,
And explained all the while in a popular style
Which the Beaver could well understand.
"Taking Three as the subject to reason about--
A convenient number to state--
We add Seven, and Ten, and then multiply out
By One Thousand diminished by Eight.
"The result we proceed to divide, as you see,
By Nine Hundred and Ninety Two:
Then subtract Seventeen, and the answer must be
Exactly and perfectly true.
"The method employed I would gladly explain,
While I have it so clear in my head,
If I had but the time and you had but the brain--
But much yet remains to be said.
"In one moment I've seen what has hitherto been
Enveloped in absolute mystery,
And without extra charge I will give you at large
A Lesson in Natural History."
In his genial way he proceeded to say
(Forgetting all laws of propriety,
And that giving instruction, without introduction,
Would have caused quite a thrill in Society),
"As to temper the Jubjub's a desperate bird,
Since it lives in perpetual passion:
Its taste in costume is entirely absurd--
It is ages ahead of the fashion:
"But it knows any friend it has met once before:
It never will look at a bride:
And in charity-meetings it stands at the door,
And collects--though it does not subscribe.
" Its flavor when cooked is more exquisite far
Than mutton, or oysters, or eggs:
(Some think it keeps best in an ivory jar,
And some, in mahogany kegs
"You boil it in sawdust: you salt it in glue:
You condense it with locusts and tape:
Still keeping one principal object in view--
To preserve its symmetrical shape."
The Butcher would gladly have talked till next day,
But he felt that the lesson must end,
And he wept with delight in attempting to say
He considered the Beaver his friend.
While the Beaver confessed, with affectionate looks
More eloquent even than tears,
It had learned in ten minutes far more than all books
Would have taught it in seventy years."
Weird Harold
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Never said:
Oh, but you aren't all alone. If you want to be alone, you should close the curtains and windows before you scratch yourself.
This wonderful Elixir Solarcaine with Aloe is marvelous for softening the skin and stopping those nasty itches. I would hate to see your virginal skin marred by claw marks.
Never
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Tamara de Lempika
She was born Tamara Gorska in Warsaw in 1898. She came from a wealthy family and married a well-off attorney, Tadeusz Lempicki, in Petrograd in 1916.
In 1918 Tamara and Tadeusz emigrated to Paris and Tamara gave birth to her only child, Kizette. It is here she received her first painting lessons- from André Lhote and Maurice Denis. Shortly thereafter her first paintings were sold from the Gallerie Colette Weill.
In 1925 she made a name for herself exhibiting at the first Art Deco exhibition in Paris. After having affairs with more than one wealthy "patron of the arts" she divorced Tadeusz, and married Baron Raoul Kuffner in 1933.
Raoul and Tamara moved to America in 1939 and exhibitions dedicated exclusively to her work appeared at The Paul Reinhart Gallery, Julian Levy's, Courvoisier Galleries, and the Milwaukee Institute of Art. Her artistic output, however, was decreasing.
In 1960 she changed her style to abstract art and began creating works with a spatula. When Raoul died of a heart attack in 1962 she all but gave up on painting.
In 1980, while living in Mexico, Tamara died in her sleep. Her daughter Kizette scattered her ashes over the crater of Mt. Popocatéptl.
She was born Tamara Gorska in Warsaw in 1898. She came from a wealthy family and married a well-off attorney, Tadeusz Lempicki, in Petrograd in 1916.
In 1918 Tamara and Tadeusz emigrated to Paris and Tamara gave birth to her only child, Kizette. It is here she received her first painting lessons- from André Lhote and Maurice Denis. Shortly thereafter her first paintings were sold from the Gallerie Colette Weill.
In 1925 she made a name for herself exhibiting at the first Art Deco exhibition in Paris. After having affairs with more than one wealthy "patron of the arts" she divorced Tadeusz, and married Baron Raoul Kuffner in 1933.
Raoul and Tamara moved to America in 1939 and exhibitions dedicated exclusively to her work appeared at The Paul Reinhart Gallery, Julian Levy's, Courvoisier Galleries, and the Milwaukee Institute of Art. Her artistic output, however, was decreasing.
In 1960 she changed her style to abstract art and began creating works with a spatula. When Raoul died of a heart attack in 1962 she all but gave up on painting.
In 1980, while living in Mexico, Tamara died in her sleep. Her daughter Kizette scattered her ashes over the crater of Mt. Popocatéptl.
Mustang Sally
Wanna go for a ride?
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Tamara de Lempika,
What a sexy lady!
What a sexy lady!
doctor_insanus
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That's a beautiful little red "x" you've got there...
Damn, she was talented!
Damn, she was talented!
Savage Kitten
Image IS Everything
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the butcher was clearly "boinking" the beaver
Savage Kitten
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Never said:
Is it just me?? Or.. did the MEN avoid this lil detail entirely on purpose??
reread the post... Never said she had an INCH *giggles insanely*
doctor_insanus
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Never said:
Even Twinkies?
God... feel free to slap me for that one!
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*Bitch slaps the Doc*
Thou Shalt Not Blame Laurel For Twinkies!
Thou Shalt Not Blame Laurel For Twinkies!
Savage Kitten
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I'm Clever and I'M Smart! Validate Me Damn It!
hehehehehehe
Never said:
Savage Kitten said:
hehehehehehe
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