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Through the cellofeign I see your stark plight,
A charem of women who have lost their knight. When I open the lid, I feel your distress. You're all ravished and trembling from PTS. What draws me disturbs, I start to salivate. I have no charity for I simply take. Having eaten and put you all out of sight, I'm surprised, I do not feel a bit contrite. |
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On Jul 21, 5:10 pm, Nomen Nescio > wrote:
> Holly wrote: > > Through the cellofeign I see your stark plight, > > A charem of women who have lost their knight. > > > When I open the lid, I feel your distress. > > You're all ravished and trembling from PTS. > > > What draws me disturbs, I start to salivate. > > I have no charity for I simply take. > > > Having eaten and put you all out of sight, > > I'm surprised, I do not feel a bit contrite. > > Are you a man or a woman? Normen, This is not an autobiographical poem. |
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Nomen Nescio wrote:
> Holly wrote: >> Through the cellofeign I see your stark plight, >> A charem of women who have lost their knight. >> >> When I open the lid, I feel your distress. >> You're all ravished and trembling from PTS. >> >> What draws me disturbs, I start to salivate. >> I have no charity for I simply take. >> >> Having eaten and put you all out of sight, >> I'm surprised, I do not feel a bit contrite. >> > > Are you a man or a woman? Quiet, k0ok. |
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Holly wrote:
> Through the cellofeign I see your stark plight, > A charem of women who have lost their knight. > > When I open the lid, I feel your distress. > You're all ravished and trembling from PTS. > > What draws me disturbs, I start to salivate. > I have no charity for I simply take. > > Having eaten and put you all out of sight, > I'm surprised, I do not feel a bit contrite. IAWTP. I feel the same about a package of crackers. |
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On Jul 22, 2:20 pm, ah > wrote:
> Holly wrote: > > Through the cellofeign I see your stark plight, > > A charem of women who have lost their knight. > > > When I open the lid, I feel your distress. > > You're all ravished and trembling from PTS. > > > What draws me disturbs, I start to salivate. > > I have no charity for I simply take. > > > Having eaten and put you all out of sight, > > I'm surprised, I do not feel a bit contrite. > > IAWTP. > > I feel the same about a package of crackers. Little cute animal ones? |
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Holly wrote:
> On Jul 22, 2:20 pm, ah > wrote: >> Holly wrote: >> > Through the cellofeign I see your stark plight, >> > A charem of women who have lost their knight. >> >> > When I open the lid, I feel your distress. >> > You're all ravished and trembling from PTS. >> >> > What draws me disturbs, I start to salivate. >> > I have no charity for I simply take. >> >> > Having eaten and put you all out of sight, >> > I'm surprised, I do not feel a bit contrite. >> >> IAWTP. >> >> I feel the same about a package of crackers. > > Little cute animal ones? Doesn't really matter. |
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On Jul 22, 7:05 pm, ah > wrote:
> Holly wrote: > > On Jul 22, 2:20 pm, ah > wrote: > >> Holly wrote: > >> > Through the cellofeign I see your stark plight, > >> > A charem of women who have lost their knight. > > >> > When I open the lid, I feel your distress. > >> > You're all ravished and trembling from PTS. > > >> > What draws me disturbs, I start to salivate. > >> > I have no charity for I simply take. > > >> > Having eaten and put you all out of sight, > >> > I'm surprised, I do not feel a bit contrite. > > >> IAWTP. > > >> I feel the same about a package of crackers. > > > Little cute animal ones? > > Doesn't really matter. Again. You are not Ah. Change back this instant! |
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Holly wrote:
> On Jul 22, 7:05 pm, ah > wrote: >> Holly wrote: >> > On Jul 22, 2:20 pm, ah > wrote: >> >> Holly wrote: >> >> > Through the cellofeign I see your stark plight, >> >> > A charem of women who have lost their knight. >> >> >> > When I open the lid, I feel your distress. >> >> > You're all ravished and trembling from PTS. >> >> >> > What draws me disturbs, I start to salivate. >> >> > I have no charity for I simply take. >> >> >> > Having eaten and put you all out of sight, >> >> > I'm surprised, I do not feel a bit contrite. >> >> >> IAWTP. >> >> >> I feel the same about a package of crackers. >> >> > Little cute animal ones? >> >> Doesn't really matter. > > Again. You are not Ah. Change back this instant! *poip* Better? |
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On Jul 22, 11:31 pm, ah > wrote:
> Holly wrote: > > On Jul 22, 7:05 pm, ah > wrote: > >> Holly wrote: > >> > On Jul 22, 2:20 pm, ah > wrote: > >> >> Holly wrote: > >> >> > Through the cellofeign I see your stark plight, > >> >> > A charem of women who have lost their knight. > > >> >> > When I open the lid, I feel your distress. > >> >> > You're all ravished and trembling from PTS. > > >> >> > What draws me disturbs, I start to salivate. > >> >> > I have no charity for I simply take. > > >> >> > Having eaten and put you all out of sight, > >> >> > I'm surprised, I do not feel a bit contrite. > > >> >> IAWTP. > > >> >> I feel the same about a package of crackers. > > >> > Little cute animal ones? > > >> Doesn't really matter. > > > Again. You are not Ah. Change back this instant! > > *poip* > > Better?- Appreciate it. |
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Holly wrote:
> On Jul 22, 11:31 pm, ah > wrote: >> Holly wrote: >> > On Jul 22, 7:05 pm, ah > wrote: >> >> Holly wrote: >> >> > On Jul 22, 2:20 pm, ah > wrote: >> >> >> Holly wrote: >> >> >> > Through the cellofeign I see your stark plight, >> >> >> > A charem of women who have lost their knight. >> >> >> >> > When I open the lid, I feel your distress. >> >> >> > You're all ravished and trembling from PTS. >> >> >> >> > What draws me disturbs, I start to salivate. >> >> >> > I have no charity for I simply take. >> >> >> >> > Having eaten and put you all out of sight, >> >> >> > I'm surprised, I do not feel a bit contrite. >> >> >> >> IAWTP. >> >> >> >> I feel the same about a package of crackers. >> >> >> > Little cute animal ones? >> >> >> Doesn't really matter. >> >> > Again. You are not Ah. Change back this instant! >> >> *poip* >> >> Better?- > > Appreciate it. Why are you morphing? |
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On Jul 23, 7:30 pm, ah > wrote:
> Holly wrote: > > On Jul 22, 11:31 pm, ah > wrote: > >> Holly wrote: > >> > On Jul 22, 7:05 pm, ah > wrote: > >> >> Holly wrote: > >> >> > On Jul 22, 2:20 pm, ah > wrote: > >> >> >> Holly wrote: > >> >> >> > Through the cellofeign I see your stark plight, > >> >> >> > A charem of women who have lost their knight. > > >> >> >> > When I open the lid, I feel your distress. > >> >> >> > You're all ravished and trembling from PTS. > > >> >> >> > What draws me disturbs, I start to salivate. > >> >> >> > I have no charity for I simply take. > > >> >> >> > Having eaten and put you all out of sight, > >> >> >> > I'm surprised, I do not feel a bit contrite. > > >> >> >> IAWTP. > > >> >> >> I feel the same about a package of crackers. > > >> >> > Little cute animal ones? > > >> >> Doesn't really matter. > > >> > Again. You are not Ah. Change back this instant! > > >> *poip* > > >> Better?- > > > Appreciate it. > > Why are you morphing?- Phase two. |
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Holly wrote:
> On Jul 23, 7:30 pm, ah > wrote: >> Holly wrote: >> > On Jul 22, 11:31 pm, ah > wrote: >> >> Holly wrote: >> >> > On Jul 22, 7:05 pm, ah > wrote: >> >> >> Holly wrote: >> >> >> > On Jul 22, 2:20 pm, ah > wrote: >> >> >> >> Holly wrote: >> >> >> >> > Through the cellofeign I see your stark plight, >> >> >> >> > A charem of women who have lost their knight. >> >> >> >> >> > When I open the lid, I feel your distress. >> >> >> >> > You're all ravished and trembling from PTS. >> >> >> >> >> > What draws me disturbs, I start to salivate. >> >> >> >> > I have no charity for I simply take. >> >> >> >> >> > Having eaten and put you all out of sight, >> >> >> >> > I'm surprised, I do not feel a bit contrite. >> >> >> >> >> IAWTP. >> >> >> >> >> I feel the same about a package of crackers. >> >> >> >> > Little cute animal ones? >> >> >> >> Doesn't really matter. >> >> >> > Again. You are not Ah. Change back this instant! >> >> >> *poip* >> >> >> Better?- >> >> > Appreciate it. >> >> Why are you morphing?- > > Phase two. Oho! Are you free of prescribed medication. |
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On Jul 23, 8:51 pm, ah > wrote:
> Holly wrote: > > On Jul 23, 7:30 pm, ah > wrote: > >> Holly wrote: > >> > On Jul 22, 11:31 pm, ah > wrote: > >> >> Holly wrote: > >> >> > On Jul 22, 7:05 pm, ah > wrote: > >> >> >> Holly wrote: > >> >> >> > On Jul 22, 2:20 pm, ah > wrote: > >> >> >> >> Holly wrote: > >> >> >> >> > Through the cellofeign I see your stark plight, > >> >> >> >> > A charem of women who have lost their knight. > > >> >> >> >> > When I open the lid, I feel your distress. > >> >> >> >> > You're all ravished and trembling from PTS. > > >> >> >> >> > What draws me disturbs, I start to salivate. > >> >> >> >> > I have no charity for I simply take. > > >> >> >> >> > Having eaten and put you all out of sight, > >> >> >> >> > I'm surprised, I do not feel a bit contrite. > > >> >> >> >> IAWTP. > > >> >> >> >> I feel the same about a package of crackers. > > >> >> >> > Little cute animal ones? > > >> >> >> Doesn't really matter. > > >> >> > Again. You are not Ah. Change back this instant! > > >> >> *poip* > > >> >> Better?- > > >> > Appreciate it. > > >> Why are you morphing?- > > > Phase two. > > Oho! > > Are you free of prescribed medication.- What is it you're looking for? |
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Holly wrote:
> Through the cellofeign I see your stark plight, > A charem of women who have lost their knight. > > When I open the lid, I feel your distress. > You're all ravished and trembling from PTS. > > What draws me disturbs, I start to salivate. > I have no charity for I simply take. > > Having eaten and put you all out of sight, > I'm surprised, I do not feel a bit contrite. Are you blowing raspberries again? |
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Holly wrote:
> On Jul 23, 8:51 pm, ah > wrote: >> Holly wrote: >> > On Jul 23, 7:30 pm, ah > wrote: >> >> Holly wrote: >> >> > On Jul 22, 11:31 pm, ah > wrote: >> >> >> Holly wrote: >> >> >> > On Jul 22, 7:05 pm, ah > wrote: >> >> >> >> Holly wrote: >> >> >> >> > On Jul 22, 2:20 pm, ah > wrote: >> >> >> >> >> Holly wrote: >> >> >> >> >> > Through the cellofeign I see your stark plight, >> >> >> >> >> > A charem of women who have lost their knight. >> >> >> >> >> >> > When I open the lid, I feel your distress. >> >> >> >> >> > You're all ravished and trembling from PTS. >> >> >> >> >> >> > What draws me disturbs, I start to salivate. >> >> >> >> >> > I have no charity for I simply take. >> >> >> >> >> >> > Having eaten and put you all out of sight, >> >> >> >> >> > I'm surprised, I do not feel a bit contrite. >> >> >> >> >> >> IAWTP. >> >> >> >> >> >> I feel the same about a package of crackers. >> >> >> >> >> > Little cute animal ones? >> >> >> >> >> Doesn't really matter. >> >> >> >> > Again. You are not Ah. Change back this instant! >> >> >> >> *poip* >> >> >> >> Better?- >> >> >> > Appreciate it. >> >> >> Why are you morphing?- >> >> > Phase two. >> >> Oho! >> >> Are you free of prescribed medication.- > What is it you're looking for? Any ergot-derived substance will do. |
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On 21 Jul, 15:03, Holly > wrote:
> Through the cellofeign I see your stark plight, > A charem of women who have lost their knight. > > When I open the lid, I feel your distress. > You're all ravished and trembling from PTS. > > What draws me disturbs, I start to salivate. > I have no charity for I simply take. > > Having eaten and put you all out of sight, > I'm surprised, I do not feel a bit contrite. This reminds me of Lewis Carroll's 'The Walrus and the Carpenter' "A loaf of bread," the Walrus said, "Is what we chiefly need: Pepper and vinegar besides Are very good indeed-- Now if you're ready, Oysters dear, We can begin to feed." "But not on us!" the Oysters cried, Turning a little blue. "After such kindness, that would be A dismal thing to do!" "The night is fine," the Walrus said. "Do you admire the view? "It was so kind of you to come! And you are very nice!" The Carpenter said nothing but "Cut us another slice: I wish you were not quite so deaf-- I've had to ask you twice!" "It seems a shame," the Walrus said, "To play them such a trick, After we've brought them out so far, And made them trot so quick!" The Carpenter said nothing but "The butter's spread too thick!" |
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On Jul 24, 9:22 pm, "Michael Baldwin, Bruce" >
wrote: > Holly wrote: > > Through the cellofeign I see your stark plight, > > A charem of women who have lost their knight. > > > When I open the lid, I feel your distress. > > You're all ravished and trembling from PTS. > > > What draws me disturbs, I start to salivate. > > I have no charity for I simply take. > > > Having eaten and put you all out of sight, > > I'm surprised, I do not feel a bit contrite. > > Are you blowing raspberries again? I don't know whether your contribution here puts you into the "over- achiever" category or not. |
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On Jul 25, 4:27 am, wrote:
> On 21 Jul, 15:03, Holly > wrote: > > > Through the cellofeign I see your stark plight, > > A charem of women who have lost their knight. > > > When I open the lid, I feel your distress. > > You're all ravished and trembling from PTS. > > > What draws me disturbs, I start to salivate. > > I have no charity for I simply take. > > > Having eaten and put you all out of sight, > > I'm surprised, I do not feel a bit contrite. > > This reminds me of Lewis Carroll's 'The Walrus and the Carpenter' > > "A loaf of bread," the Walrus said, > "Is what we chiefly need: > Pepper and vinegar besides > Are very good indeed-- > Now if you're ready, Oysters dear, > We can begin to feed." > > "But not on us!" the Oysters cried, > Turning a little blue. > "After such kindness, that would be > A dismal thing to do!" > "The night is fine," the Walrus said. > "Do you admire the view? > > "It was so kind of you to come! > And you are very nice!" > The Carpenter said nothing but > "Cut us another slice: > I wish you were not quite so deaf-- > I've had to ask you twice!" > > "It seems a shame," the Walrus said, > "To play them such a trick, > After we've brought them out so far, > And made them trot so quick!" > The Carpenter said nothing but > "The butter's spread too thick!" His writing influenced me a great deal. I say this quite seriously. In elementary school the first poem I recall memorizing was "Jabberwocky." And I am using the name Alice in a fiction piece I am writing to pay tribute to him. Despite what is said about him personally, he had a delicious imagination. |
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On Jul 24, 9:56 pm, ah > wrote:
> Holly wrote: > > On Jul 23, 8:51 pm, ah > wrote: > >> Holly wrote: > >> > On Jul 23, 7:30 pm, ah > wrote: > >> >> Holly wrote: > >> >> > On Jul 22, 11:31 pm, ah > wrote: > >> >> >> Holly wrote: > >> >> >> > On Jul 22, 7:05 pm, ah > wrote: > >> >> >> >> Holly wrote: > >> >> >> >> > On Jul 22, 2:20 pm, ah > wrote: > >> >> >> >> >> Holly wrote: > >> >> >> >> >> > Through the cellofeign I see your stark plight, > >> >> >> >> >> > A charem of women who have lost their knight. > > >> >> >> >> >> > When I open the lid, I feel your distress. > >> >> >> >> >> > You're all ravished and trembling from PTS. > > >> >> >> >> >> > What draws me disturbs, I start to salivate. > >> >> >> >> >> > I have no charity for I simply take. > > >> >> >> >> >> > Having eaten and put you all out of sight, > >> >> >> >> >> > I'm surprised, I do not feel a bit contrite. > > >> >> >> >> >> IAWTP. > > >> >> >> >> >> I feel the same about a package of crackers. > > >> >> >> >> > Little cute animal ones? > > >> >> >> >> Doesn't really matter. > > >> >> >> > Again. You are not Ah. Change back this instant! > > >> >> >> *poip* > > >> >> >> Better?- > > >> >> > Appreciate it. > > >> >> Why are you morphing?- > > >> > Phase two. > > >> Oho! > > >> Are you free of prescribed medication.- > > What is it you're looking for? > > Any ergot-derived substance will do.- That sounds serious. I hope you are jesting. |
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reminded me of this:
This Is Just To Say I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox and which you were probably saving for breakfast. Forgive me they were delicious so sweet and so cold. -- William Carlos Williams |
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On Jul 25, 9:52 am, sueb > wrote:
> reminded me of this: > > This Is Just To Say > > I have eaten > the plums > that were in > the icebox > > and which > you were probably > saving > for breakfast. > > Forgive me > they were delicious > so sweet > and so cold. > > -- William Carlos Williams He is one of my favorite poets. |
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Holly wrote:
> On Jul 24, 9:22 pm, "Michael Baldwin, Bruce" > > wrote: > > Holly wrote: > > > Through the cellofeign I see your stark plight, > > > A charem of women who have lost their knight. > > > > > When I open the lid, I feel your distress. > > > You're all ravished and trembling from PTS. > > > > > What draws me disturbs, I start to salivate. > > > I have no charity for I simply take. > > > > > Having eaten and put you all out of sight, > > > I'm surprised, I do not feel a bit contrite. > > > > Are you blowing raspberries again? > > I don't know whether your contribution here puts you into the "over- > achiever" category or not. Hang on and I'll ask around. |
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Holly wrote:
> On Jul 24, 9:56 pm, ah > wrote: >> Holly wrote: >> > On Jul 23, 8:51 pm, ah > wrote: >> >> Holly wrote: >> >> > On Jul 23, 7:30 pm, ah > wrote: >> >> >> Holly wrote: >> >> >> > On Jul 22, 11:31 pm, ah > wrote: >> >> >> >> Holly wrote: >> >> >> >> > On Jul 22, 7:05 pm, ah > wrote: >> >> >> >> >> Holly wrote: >> >> >> >> >> > On Jul 22, 2:20 pm, ah > wrote: >> >> >> >> >> >> Holly wrote: >> >> >> >> >> >> > Through the cellofeign I see your stark plight, >> >> >> >> >> >> > A charem of women who have lost their knight. >> >> >> >> >> >> >> > When I open the lid, I feel your distress. >> >> >> >> >> >> > You're all ravished and trembling from PTS. >> >> >> >> >> >> >> > What draws me disturbs, I start to salivate. >> >> >> >> >> >> > I have no charity for I simply take. >> >> >> >> >> >> >> > Having eaten and put you all out of sight, >> >> >> >> >> >> > I'm surprised, I do not feel a bit contrite. >> >> >> >> >> >> >> IAWTP. >> >> >> >> >> >> >> I feel the same about a package of crackers. >> >> >> >> >> >> > Little cute animal ones? >> >> >> >> >> >> Doesn't really matter. >> >> >> >> >> > Again. You are not Ah. Change back this instant! >> >> >> >> >> *poip* >> >> >> >> >> Better?- >> >> >> >> > Appreciate it. >> >> >> >> Why are you morphing?- >> >> >> > Phase two. >> >> >> Oho! >> >> >> Are you free of prescribed medication.- >> > What is it you're looking for? >> >> Any ergot-derived substance will do.- > > That sounds serious. I hope you are jesting. Not at all. You got any? |
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On Jul 25, 11:23 pm, ah > wrote:
> Holly wrote: > > On Jul 24, 9:56 pm, ah > wrote: > >> Holly wrote: > >> > On Jul 23, 8:51 pm, ah > wrote: > >> >> Holly wrote: > >> >> > On Jul 23, 7:30 pm, ah > wrote: > >> >> >> Holly wrote: > >> >> >> > On Jul 22, 11:31 pm, ah > wrote: > >> >> >> >> Holly wrote: > >> >> >> >> > On Jul 22, 7:05 pm, ah > wrote: > >> >> >> >> >> Holly wrote: > >> >> >> >> >> > On Jul 22, 2:20 pm, ah > wrote: > >> >> >> >> >> >> Holly wrote: > >> >> >> >> >> >> > Through the cellofeign I see your stark plight, > >> >> >> >> >> >> > A charem of women who have lost their knight. > > >> >> >> >> >> >> > When I open the lid, I feel your distress. > >> >> >> >> >> >> > You're all ravished and trembling from PTS. > > >> >> >> >> >> >> > What draws me disturbs, I start to salivate. > >> >> >> >> >> >> > I have no charity for I simply take. > > >> >> >> >> >> >> > Having eaten and put you all out of sight, > >> >> >> >> >> >> > I'm surprised, I do not feel a bit contrite. > > >> >> >> >> >> >> IAWTP. > > >> >> >> >> >> >> I feel the same about a package of crackers. > > >> >> >> >> >> > Little cute animal ones? > > >> >> >> >> >> Doesn't really matter. > > >> >> >> >> > Again. You are not Ah. Change back this instant! > > >> >> >> >> *poip* > > >> >> >> >> Better?- > > >> >> >> > Appreciate it. > > >> >> >> Why are you morphing?- > > >> >> > Phase two. > > >> >> Oho! > > >> >> Are you free of prescribed medication.- > >> > What is it you're looking for? > > >> Any ergot-derived substance will do.- > > > That sounds serious. I hope you are jesting. > > Not at all. > > You got any?- "ergot-derived substance"? First, I thought you were talking about a medication for Parkinson's or valvular heart disease. I gasped and my eyes rolled in fear that you may not be well. I subspoke "Poor nervous man. First concrete slabs and now this." Second, when you posted this and <I am googling this as I write> OHO! you did not mean these ... derived substances, but rather you were referring to a substance directly grown out in the open fields under the rays of the sun and from which ... so forth and so on ... You are either a NARC-a-zoid posing as an innocent kitten huffer or <damn I dropped a slice of freeze-dried mango in the dirt> WHEN in fact, and I take umbrage with this option, <hold up, I'm thirsty -- gotta get some diet tonic> you are trying to discredit the sweet nature of Holly BY suggesting that she must be on some mind-altering substance above and beyond the sweet air she breathes and the sweet water (tonic in this case) she drinks. Well sir, despite your slithering, side-winding, worm-wood-spoken folly, my true and honest answer to you is *NO*. No, I do not have any ill-gotten substances ... no sirree. My mind is in and of itself sufficiently uplifted by the day-to-day exchanges I am so fortunate to experience with such fine fellows as yourself, sir, and the good master of the grump, Mr. MBB -- ergot-derived though the two of you may be...AND ... my regular trips in the time machine. |
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To the Memory of Fresh Raspberries Sold at the Market
Holly wrote:
> On Jul 25, 11:23 pm, ah > wrote: >> Holly wrote: >> > On Jul 24, 9:56 pm, ah > wrote: >> >> Holly wrote: >> >> > On Jul 23, 8:51 pm, ah > wrote: >> >> >> Holly wrote: >> >> >> > On Jul 23, 7:30 pm, ah > wrote: >> >> >> >> Holly wrote: >> >> >> >> > On Jul 22, 11:31 pm, ah > wrote: >> >> >> >> >> Holly wrote: >> >> >> >> >> > On Jul 22, 7:05 pm, ah > wrote: >> >> >> >> >> >> Holly wrote: >> >> >> >> >> >> > On Jul 22, 2:20 pm, ah > wrote: >> >> >> >> >> >> >> Holly wrote: >> >> >> >> >> >> >> > Through the cellofeign I see your stark plight, >> >> >> >> >> >> >> > A charem of women who have lost their knight. >> >> >> >> >> >> >> >> > When I open the lid, I feel your distress. >> >> >> >> >> >> >> > You're all ravished and trembling from PTS. >> >> >> >> >> >> >> >> > What draws me disturbs, I start to salivate. >> >> >> >> >> >> >> > I have no charity for I simply take. >> >> >> >> >> >> >> >> > Having eaten and put you all out of sight, >> >> >> >> >> >> >> > I'm surprised, I do not feel a bit contrite. >> >> >> >> >> >> >> >> IAWTP. >> >> >> >> >> >> >> >> I feel the same about a package of crackers. >> >> >> >> >> >> >> > Little cute animal ones? >> >> >> >> >> >> >> Doesn't really matter. >> >> >> >> >> >> > Again. You are not Ah. Change back this instant! >> >> >> >> >> >> *poip* >> >> >> >> >> >> Better?- >> >> >> >> >> > Appreciate it. >> >> >> >> >> Why are you morphing?- >> >> >> >> > Phase two. >> >> >> >> Oho! >> >> >> >> Are you free of prescribed medication.- >> >> > What is it you're looking for? >> >> >> Any ergot-derived substance will do.- >> >> > That sounds serious. I hope you are jesting. >> >> Not at all. >> >> You got any?- > > "ergot-derived substance"? > > First, I thought you were talking about a medication for Parkinson's > or valvular heart disease. I gasped and my eyes rolled in fear that > you may not be well. I subspoke "Poor nervous man. First concrete > slabs and now this." > Second, when you posted this and <I am googling this as I write> OHO! > you did not mean these ... derived substances, but rather you were > referring to a substance directly grown out in the open fields under > the rays of the sun and from which ... so forth and so on ... > > You are either a NARC-a-zoid posing as an innocent kitten huffer or > <damn I dropped a slice of freeze-dried mango in the dirt> WHEN in > fact, and I take umbrage with this option, <hold up, I'm thirsty -- > gotta get some diet tonic> you are trying to discredit the sweet > nature of Holly BY suggesting that she must be on some mind-altering > substance above and beyond the sweet air she breathes and the sweet > water (tonic in this case) she drinks. > > Well sir, despite your slithering, side-winding, worm-wood-spoken > folly, my true and honest answer to you is *NO*. No, I do not have > any ill-gotten substances ... no sirree. My mind is in and of itself > sufficiently uplifted by the day-to-day exchanges I am so fortunate to > experience with such fine fellows as yourself, sir, and the good > master of the grump, Mr. MBB -- ergot-derived though the two of you > may be...AND ... my regular trips in the time machine. Just checking ;D |
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