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nine evenings past a meal
Contributed by
surge_joebot
on
Wednesday, 10th November 2004 @ 01:40:13 AM in AEST
Topic:
HumorPoetry
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Cats jump over tables and cows wonder who indeed drunk all of the egg nog.
"I cant! I cant!" screamed the farmer, and lo and behold he couldn't indeed.
And so goes the moose and to the surprise of all of us that was the order of life.
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Re: nine evenings past a meal
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 11th January 2005 @ 01:38:59 PM AEST (User
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LOL! This was different. Sort of zen in that it needs deciphering, but very interesting. Cheers! |
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