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              >> "The Way The Flying Pencils Made it Into..." <<
                         by -> Ilsundal (the sparkly!)

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        this time, it's not for real, this is not the way i wank to speak,
 this is the way the rotating nebula in my brain is making me react.  i think
 it's time to play a nice game of frogger to release the pressures of life.
 something so simple, yet very entaining.  if only things could be like that
 in the crystal pentagon.  everything would be so amber, yet bright.  it's a
 pretty place where those violet dandylions grow, they don't get as much sun
 as they used to.  things are changing, and changhing very fast -- we've got
 to worry about things such as the second coming of christ which is really
 going to be a hoax from the grey beings on zeta reticuli 3.

        if i had as much candy now, that i used to get as i child, i would
 feel ultra spiffy and not need a cigarette.  if one day i wrote a large memo
 on the ceiling stuff will not fall down as hard.  that way, when the cotton
 overhang hits you in the ass it's soft.  there's a lot of wonderful things
 to visit in this solar system now, did you hear about the blue eyed
 chickens?  i didn't think so, why, because they're on your plate you meat
 eating satanists.  it's because of you that these preicious gifts from the
 zetas are canibolized on to your dinner plate.  that's right, i called it
 canabalism, that is because we are all one in unison.

        if you're going to be water eyed over there in the bushes, that's
 okay, i'll stop; yes, correct, i will stop wrighting this and ship it off
 for millions to see.  no more interesting material will be covered and it
 will be over you stupid fucking dickhead who only cares about his own needs.
 you really need to get some motherfucking help you worthless inspecter
 gadget looking motherfucker.  man, some fucking people, it's the types
 like you who are going to go to mother fucking hell and rot away on the
 charred stakes that are going to impail your living and screaming body,
 where your dark soul will forever be trapped you cock sucking motherfucker.

        uhm, later, and have aa fluffy evening! :) :) :)

	0o         (c) the watery corporation.
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    * (c) HoE publications.  HoE #238 -- written by Ilsundal -- 5/29/98 *
