From: Jkr438@aol.com
Date: Tue 20 May 2003 - 04:04:56 GMT
not just any bluebird, but the bluebird of happiness.
see buck the horny blue jay for reference, sake. he's pretty happy!
love,
-jake
googlebot?
googlebot: This is not exactly snow.
http://www.physics.utoronto.ca/~kaveh/r/archives/000182.html
don't worry be happy, bobby mc funnycide. mr.rogers loves you just the way
you are. buck the horney blue jay has reproduced again. check in the watt's
residence, dr, sebby. three little birds waiting for their sacrificial day
on waltar's frying pan. but will their genes go on and on and on and on and
on and on and on and on? we're bowling for bluejays here in redneck ardmore
with a lot of dead democrats, columbine students, and other poultry. at least
they are proper deuterostomes, i'o'w they know their posterior/ventral
sphincter/opening from a posthole any day of the week. you can't say that for
some republicans and other living creatures.
http://www.madisonunderground.com/Xoops/html/modules/news/article.php?storyid=
8
love,
Two of Buck's brood pose for the camera at 4 to 6 days old. (see last
URL)
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Update on Buck, the horny bluejay:
After several futile attempts at clicking cloacas with Robo-Cloaca, the
hummingbird android,
http://www.walterwatts.com/images/robocloaca.jpg
buck took a break to get a good whiff of laughing gas before three or four
more frenzied couplings with the prime-intellect/robocloaca-avatar. he was
finally heard to say upon spying a mirror "i do not know this bird". buck's
wife was considerably more understanding of the situation than either
robocloaca OR buck. but then most women are generally smarter that way.
sicillian cillias are ready for you, cecily. she recognized everyone and knew
their intentions immediately. like an oracle with a cookie in hand.
as my homicidal neighbor used to say, "everything its proper place." buck is
our bluebird of happiness. i once had a suicidal buddy, who played every
lotto he could find. then one day he asked me where he could play the
genetic lottery. i pointed him to my next door neighbor. he immediately
understood and has been happy ever since. bob and his bitch-tits :-)
[url=http://www.kuro5hin.org/prime-intellect/mopiidx.html]mopi[/url]
love,
jack cheerios
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