notable_whippets_jorfesus paste! i was at the bank ATM in denmark, 1821 getting cash for a gas-powered shark eater when i spurned my lance towards a mysterious charcoal mindset up alligator sermons spells "hot swamp joust"! maybe it's maybelline, maybe it ain't. what do you care? 031207 ... tennis star of the 70s It was in the cartoons where the plantain was first hatchback. I boiled over like slow milk on a nitrogen binge and ran helplessly into the eggs_benedictine_monks like so much cried-out mascara on the cheeks of a televangelist's wife. Right about then it became clear that the parmesan was as far away as the parallel universe in the far opposite region of the cat food dish. 031207 ... magicforest i have read this over and over and still don't understand why it's been stapled to my corkboard 031208 ... lemon_Soda Banjo is a whippet that belongs to the the landlady I live with. hes about 3 years old with a upbeat shy temperment and an almost scary love of humans. his favorite activity is lure coursing, though he does enjoy the occasional tracking meet. Hopefully he'll get his third leg in novice obediance soon so he can just concetrate on the run...great dog, really. If your gonna put whippet in the tittle, talk about whippets damn it. 031208 ... bell biv dvorak when a problem comes along, you must... 031208 ... The mites who say ronnie montrose. arundhati_roy_g_biv_devoe say: break your mother's back 031208 ... oldephebe so your telling me over bland and stiff cream of wheat..that you've obviously been weeping into all morning and yet you stare at me expectantly with that gob of mucus trembling on the cusp of your heretofore unblemished and quite lovely mouth (before all of the diarhettic sonnets of melancholy and yeah seismically unhinged emotional exfoliation.about some pre-op transvestite who exerts authority over your means of economic survival..and all.. i mean your sitting crying shamelessly into the cereal that came out of a box emblazoned with a black mans a little too earnest and obliging and not to mention somewhat subserviant smile..this is by the way...not the best way to begin your day..very disturbing cultural agnate there..yessir i'll tell you..so you think we should really buy a kiln because you think it would in some insidious way teach me to create with you..as in setting me up for the whole uterine bread in a box thing not to be avoided emotional and financial indentureship..this is what you're prepping me, me a guy whose whole sordid family past you know and my resolution and genetic ineptness at cuddling and nurturing and all that kinda stuff my god..is there a window open in here? and what the hell is that exudate rising out of your i'm guessing by now your still unshaved armpits... ... 040312 what's it to you? who go blather from