chevrolet_go_of_me paste! trucks with hands stuck in cannes canuck demands a puck in stands he sobs, "i miss hockey, there is no hockey in france." she slobs, "i wish jockey flair his cocky out his pants." she LOVES the rider of #7. she bet the house. "i bet the house would look nicer in green." "we could paint it!" he could strain it, but the colander was covered in algae from the pond experiment. "i guess i'll just have to eat the pasta soaking wet!" "some chess? wild gustav, to greet imposter smoking, left." "yeah, sure. i don't believe gustav will be back soon and i have some time to kill, so yeah, some chess would be fine." "okay then. your move." today's chin: more grooves yesterday's chin: slightly clenched tomorrow's chin: lightly wrenched homer saw a lower jaw gopher law = slower slaw (aggressive rodents PLUS a dirty colander, sorry) fin end τέλος 060520 what's it to you? who go blather from