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I Think I Went Wrong When I Smoked That H20... |
Noted!
"Hello! Actually, I'm not supposed to speak...damn. Can we do another take?"
~Quantum Leap~
2003-06-21
IT'S A BLATANT CLUE, INNIT?
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2003-06-03
I GIVE MY PERMISSION to turn the Excel Saga anime into a campy remake of The Wizard of Oz!
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2003-05-26
I SENSE YOU...SPACE BUTLAAAAAAAR!
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2003-05-14
Whoa, I forgot about Diaryland.
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2003-04-15
Excel!
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I remembered shouting something in Klingon to Jimi Hendrix, just before he slipped into the eternal void of toilets. I can't remember anymore what the bats had to do with anything, or why they wore gingham dresses (complete with miniature penguin puppets adapted for mammals enhanced with flight capabilities), but they bore a startling resemblance to a man I used to know. His name was Mr. Bojangles and he lived underneath the bridge in a cardboard suit, and he made his living stealing shoes from dead people that jumped off the bridge to donate their shoes to Mr. Bojangles and offer up their life to the great beyond. I remember asking Jimi why they wanted to clog the astral pipes with the souls of the forlorn, but he just shrugged and told me something about how cheese-with-a-z is the biggest trip you could ever have if you cut it with pot and smoke it through a glass slipper. I couldn't be sure how glass slippers could be turned into bongs, myself, but I resolved to ask Cinderella the next time her story was adapted. It was then that I realized it was all a horrible, horrible dream and I was never really who I am today, but soon afterward I woke up to know that this was merely one of the times that neurons did what they bloody well pleased and produced a dream in words that no-one else could possibly follow.
I hear you, Jimi, and believe me, I don't get it either.
Peace and happiness.
~Ayrn
