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| 2016-03-24 |
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| Posted by:Fred |
| #4 Always the third g-ddam word. I guess that's why God made sonnets. How abut somethnig OT from the scrap pile? "I warrant, by God, when I rack a Round into my rifle, in Raqqa, I kill a takfiri. Though sightless, I scurry To place him twixt Betsy and Makka!" |
| Posted by: Zenobia Floger6220 2016-03-24 23:56 |
| #3 Gut nuthin. Combo play? Dear Innsmouth Ladies' Advisor, My husband was always "fastidious;" His squeamishness now is most piteous: His method of diving Resembles the striving And gasping of beings amphibious. |
| Posted by: Zenobia Floger6220 2016-03-24 23:52 |
| #2 Why is the standee wearing an ice-bucket? That's storage, not as strange as yesterday's table-dancer, but strange. |
| Posted by: Shipman 2016-03-24 16:34 |
| #1 Or a lovecraftian one. The cruise to Innsmouth anyone? What horrific visage now lurks under the helmet? |
| Posted by: Thing From Snowy Mountain 2016-03-24 09:35 |