Subject: Re: ?

From: "Jody Lange" <[email-masked]>
Date: Tue, 22 May 2007 18:19:30 +0800

Once you start that shit, you might as well just cover up your typewriter and start studying for a brokers license or something, because youre down the toilet. He replaced the receiver slowly, a line from an old Roger Miller song occurring to him and seeming to make a certain senseless sense: No phone, no pool, no pets.He replaced the receiver slowly, a line from an old Roger Miller song occurring to him and seeming to make a certain senseless sense: No phone, no pool, no pets. In spite of them, he saw Hezekiah beginning to swing the potentially deadly gosha - a sand-filled bag the Bourkas favored for close work - in time to hiss: "No! "Dimly: "Ms Wilkes, if we could have just a few - "You can have a couple of loads of double-ought buck up your cockadoodie bumhole if you dont get out of here! Overlying even all this was a picture, which grew clearer and clearer (as if a giant slide had been projected against the cloud in which he lay) as time passed."Dimly: "Ms Wilkes, if we could have just a few - "You can have a couple of loads of double-ought buck up your cockadoodie bumhole if you dont get out of here!
Overlying even all this was a picture, which grew clearer and clearer (as if a giant slide had been projected against the cloud in which he lay) as time passed.Once you start that shit, you might as well just cover up your typewriter and start studying for a brokers license or something, because youre down the toilet. He replaced the receiver slowly, a line from an old Roger Miller song occurring to him and seeming to make a certain senseless sense: No phone, no pool, no pets.