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posted by tim caynes » Thursday February 19, 2009 » Permalink
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I wouldn't expect to levitate over a teacake but inbound your slide this way and if I untangle the subtabs from the weasel trench I might just be able to blog the 19 minutes you have remaining with a random browse prolapse executing a triple link manifest when I don't even understand the cross-marketing opportunity of fish and chips.
I don't even know where you are even though I see you sliding down a mountain with high brow cleft lip tab manifold as the calendar of doom blarts anachronisms at the trenchant featureless blip of orange footwells. lest you imagine there is a point to it and that I've just popped over the parapet only to find that my hat was so last year I remember a time where hair was obligatory and feet were under the table but we all had fun partying like it was 1999 which it was then and really it wasn't. if I may, I'll go back to the start. the way it is now is all crooked and that spot on my nose doesn't have an appropriate sample target and it's all square today even though it wasn't even yesterday.
you're not listening are you.
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Is there actually a reason why you persist with this? I'm sure Sun are thrilled that you're clogging up their servers with pseudo-bot-generated crap.
Posted by 78.16.17.188 on February 19, 2009 at 08:42 PM GMT #
nope
Posted by Tim on February 19, 2009 at 08:58 PM GMT #
Persist.
Posted by Trucie on February 20, 2009 at 11:23 AM GMT #
This isn't "pseudo-bot-generated crap", this is possibly the greatest blog ever produced on the Sun blog server(s).
Tim speaks to us with a voice in the same tradition as the great English nonsense poems and writings; this is "Hunting of the Snark" for the New World Order (tm). A stream of conciousness melange akin to, and descended from, Joyce's "Finnegan's Wake" and "Ulysses".
Thank Godoh for Tim, he keeps us marginally sane.
Posted by Wayne Horkan on February 21, 2009 at 08:00 PM GMT #