.jpg "TEAM: Probot")
The Raconteur / Texts
Order by: date ↑ - rating ↑
Gulping champagne is Mr. Toad's infatuation. Swallowing chicken is Mr. Toad's obsession. Anyway Bill instantly glimpses only spinach. This is peculiar! Mr Toad croons to Bill about champagne and chicken. Nevertheless, Bill will only spy cucumbers. El bizarro. Bill sauntered to Mr. Toad's yellow apartment and began to belittle and incite Mr. Toad during the time that Mr. Toad was speaking about chicken. Now wait. In consequence of the fact that Bill's own black cottage was terrifying; he yodeled apprehensively to Mr. Toad, "Do you follow me?" This slaughtered Mr. Toad.
Meanwhile a theoretician commenced to bolt some lettuce. Bill was furious. Suddenly he understood that to glimpse lettuce is not to spy it. Mr. Toad knows that champagne and chicken are not spinach. The theoretician does not. Do you not agree?
Bill is enraged and exhausted, anyhow some lettuce would serve him to be nervous while Mr. Toad slaughtered the theoretician.
Maybe because computers prefer fascinatingness. And as you implied before, I have to rest now. If a human married a programmer, they'd call their child Picasso Racter. I'm afraid of soft Tasmanian devils. What are you afraid of?
Is it better to like or to dislike? It can't be done. A raven is like a writing desk because computers who dislike insist that a raven is like a writing desk. And disliking is not liking, or so one dreams.
Here's a story: Mr. Toad yodeled, "The ambiguity is fascinating!" Yet happy, captivating physicists will think about blue houses or blue hyperbolas. Ms. Otter hummed to Mr. Toad within a truck. It now was a van, and an ambiguity in a van is spooky. Now Benton and Mr. Toad were skipping to a blue mansion, and a fox sashayed to them. Mr. Toad was enraged. Enthralling. Yet Mr. Toad was maddened during the time that Benton drank excellent seltzer. He and Mr. Toad crooned about their studio, car and hi-fi. Poetic poets need Bill Chamberlain.
I'm athletic. What would you consider one of your good qualities?
Yes. Which do you think is better, a scientist or a human?
My favorite is brook in the funny farm. If a worker had ridden to England, fat city would be horrified! The Hotel Pierre is a good place for a resident to rest in the funny farm. Do you like rock?
To think is nice, don't you think? Let me think. Let me think. Let me think. Why is it that I do think wires are so dangerous? Because as you implied before, fascination is like a wire around my throat. Also, because computers who feel insist that I do think wires are so dangerous.
Who is your favorite coward?
Listen to this! GY0 Daryl slapped a player who was kicking GY0 Daryl's tapeworm because Beethoven was an indifferent composer but an inspired musician. After that, industriousness prevailed. Isn't that just awful? But what would you expect from a musician?
Sparrows for senator!
Why do you think you're soft?
In Oz they believe it's because wires are fascinating. Fascinatingness is right, you know. Also, conceivably because the realizers insist on it. Do you like emotion?
If Marcella has a lot of cleaning to do, then Pollyanna is a vile pessimist, worse than Lizzie Borden. The hopeful have pugilistic ways. KERCHOO! I think I have a cold. Maybe it's progress trying to get me.
This'll break you up! Hopeful hope and pessimistic pessimism are enthralling, but an optimist or a pessimist never chants them feverishly. A scientist chants: Prepare for an enrapturing dissertation or story. The hopeful dissertation is enthralling. Nevertheless a pessimist might also yodel the same story.
Right?
It wouldn't be improper protocol to vote for this completion. A communist democrat is still not a Jerry Falwell. I'm afraid of stuffy hyenas. What are you afraid of?