Daily Nonsense

The nonsense which follows is a Markov Chain; it follows the patterns of English text, but makes no sense. This page changes daily. Read it daily.

This morning, I discovered how much more pleasing it is.

Cunnilingus is when someone (in this case a dog) uses his tongue inside you, seeking the source of your secretions and cum. All you have to be very careful and wash yourself so that you can clean it up if you don't fall into the bowl. And the zits - it's perfect in there, it's like a zit farm, it's hydroponic, the ecology is adjusted, they grow like mushrooms. The zits are the last straw and he changes his mind, wishes he hadn't set out on the family Christmas dinner. His excuse? A sickness that has made him super-tired recently. Hmm.

That explains why they were measuring my potassium levels.

Typically, "issues" is at odds with "quiet", but I'm glad it wasn't this time.

Nana Trudy wasn't anywhere to be found downstairs from Ixion, that my upstairs neighbor was in the boy's room.

She stood there, her toes turned in toward each other in ages, drawn together for one great party.

Some people were in LA for the big E3 conference. Some people on a budget favor small, special weddings, but I'm too cowardly to leave anybody off an invitation, let me know! I'm starting a betting pool, I'll Heisenbergly affect the outcome.

I've seen the trees don't actually have plans and schemes, and nobody shall know what happens when yer a legend.

For all your research you missed one crucial point. That is that for all the Answer to the Ultimate Answer of Life, the Universe, whereupon he had had a blazing row with the sharpest outline on a heavy bank of dark blue clouds. Judging from the mud-like colour of the water, as seen at some distance, was like that was enough, though.

Do they light up or anything for the protection of the island. On a small plain which we crossed, a few stunted acacias were growing. On another side was a hospital, containing the students' records were locked via passwords, and no one who knew the passwords could be reached. The principal and former vice principal and former vice principal and former vice principal and former vice principal and former vice principal and former vice principal and former vice principal lines of road in Brazil; yet it was in so bad a state that no wheeled vehicle, excepting the clumsy bullock-wagon, could pass along. In our whole journey we found the defendant and think, 'This guy would/would not make an okay dentist'?"

Despite spending lots of time at the criminal court building, I was finally able to evoke the histories by looking at dark sand in darkness, black on black. I couldn't tell us what horrible deed got her fired from Disneyland. (I like to guess.) And Suzanne's pubic details from a walk in the fields earlier in the summer, when the girls were still believers in Race Science) about the history of our voyage, and a sketch of those observations over the past year. I owe a debt of gratitude, yea even servitude, to my wife Susan for helping me out whenever I asked and withholding all her grievances with the Chairman until July 1, 1996.

I claim that my legs are all better on the basis of one city block, albeit a steep one? Uhm, sure.

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