The Shoutbox
My mother is a dustbin,
My father is a hare,
And I'm a dirty f_cking rabbit,
A bath would be nice.
would you hate to be eaten by a moose? how embarressing would that be? It would be all over the new, today a Naisy was killed when he was eaten alive by a psyco moose
There's a monkey in my pocket and he's stealing all my change! He's nibbling on a quarter, I think he's quite deranged!
me and my shadow. (episode3:Bedtime)

It had been a long and tiresome day for me and my shadow so we decided to go to bed.

Finding ourway upstairs and careful not to wake others we sneaked into the bedroom and got into our bed. "How tired we are" I said, yawning.

We had had an amazing adventure.
Emerson? Funny, that's the name of the creatore of Mugglenet.com. It's THE greatest site for Harry Potter news.
I'm thinking of checking out Emerson, and just wanted an idea of what it's like, if their film program is any good, how to get along in the city and such.
Nope. Neva bin to Baastun... neva seen Baaa Habaaa
Any MoFo's logging in from Boston?
Chris, Matt and Mary,
The former being quite hairy,
write stylish poems many'a time,
though they struggle to make them rhyme.

Ooo, i liked the end. The start was bit shallow tho, and genrally it was overlong. I'm going to call you bronze from now on (why do i love knocking you so? Is it coz i expect beligerent australian-ese to ease from you like melting snow on a still-skiing dead eskimo, whipping back my to-and-fro like a freezing breeze tainted with disease? That must be it I'm off to check-myself into strange-stereotypes-anonymous)
This is not a poem.
The end.

Think about it. It's some deep, deep, deepness.