A Commick, poetick miscelany, upon a conglomorated particle of fire, noise of cannon, bathroom literature, braying of asses, and an not-yet-out law'd conceited MP or three, transmited by a quandam citizen of Clevelandia, now resident at Parmastan, to Scribes Sundree, Esq; at their Inter-On-Web, dated the 9th of lousy Smarch last O.S., Windows 7 prob. And also a wormwood and poetick consabulation and altercation upon a conjunction bored, viz. pointless fisticuffs.
Friday, March 9, 2012
The braine, halvynge been drayn'd -- prithee, rhyme ys wi'thee, & thou knowst yt
Posted by Randal Graves at 9:00 AM
Labels: doug henningism, music, theatre of the absurd, there's nothing more exhilarating than pointing out the shortcomings of others
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Though thou hast been drayn'd, prithee search amongst the celluloids for Good Sir Knight (in those days) Martin the Stieve, in which our Knight was an alchemist named Hfurrhurr... and had nay one yea TWO branes!
I'll comment when I'm done with the head-banging and can tippo prorperuatley.
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OK... say what you will.... I am still supporting Col. Harlan Sanders for the Republican Nomination. The guy is no chicken.
Obviously you appreciate not the legacy of the Mahometans like you should.
karl of the österreich, Two Wild & Crazy Brains vs. MechaDrDetroit was the worst flick idea ever!
if, verily, the banging of the head is never done if we are to remain ever vigilant against the forces of suck.
okjimm, I miss Admiral Stockdale.
'tis true, duchess, but thy lands are fruitfull with herb, thus in thine method is a rocketship to enlightenment.
Oh I know better than to hit that play button now. I've learned my lesson well from past ear splitting romps. Won't fool me this time nave. It's the Graves emporium of Absurdia is it then.
Gabby started bitching that she couldn't hear her show "Dance Mom's" when I turned on the song...
((Hugs))
Laura
Aye, all thiss Olde English spellingge is wreacking havock on me pooor olde eyes, Mate.
Have you been lying on the floor with your head positioned between the woofers having a Jimi Hendrix Experience again?
ps: all your youtubers have bit the dust tonight so I couldn't even be tempted to listen.
Deja que todo el rato. ;)
demeur, you know you want to rage against the dying of the light.
laura, exert your household dominance & turn it up to 11.
tom, níehst byre, sóþ englisc.
susan, come to think of it, the sky did veer towards the hazy & purple.
Someone broke the youtubes?
SWA, no en público!
Sorry, I'm late dealing with a deficit of brain cells.
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