5/6/2004

C’EST N’EST-CE PAS LE JOUR DU DADAISME � LE PARC DU B�MUSEMENT

When the pawn told the purple to ferret the anomie with stripes, the square circle was triangulated by the Episcopalianism of the brother’s. There is not a line through this sentence. So the 46 of the afterthought was plaidicated on the banks of the Seine, to get to the other side. If that causes MONKEY to offer WEASEL the politician of SPATULA blueberry resonance some fresh garrulous contrails, who is man that he should spit against the wind? Lieutenant! Bring me some fresh crayons!

Posted by Mark @ 11:40 am | | Permalink
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2 Comments

  1. Uh, feeling okay there, Mark?

    Comment by Vidiot — 5/6/2004 @ 12:11 pm

  2. (Ceci n’est pas un blog.)

    Comment by Vidiot — 5/6/2004 @ 12:11 pm

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