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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 8:41 pm
So like, this one time we were all hanging out at this place which is vague and indescribable for legal reasons as far as I can tell, because I assume that as soon as I describe it this guy will come to my house, he'll be a short man with thin brown hair of medium length and a shock of grey running through at randomly and quite spontaneously placed intervals, he'll wear either a blue or a black suit and call me Mr. Ellen and I'll assume he meant my father, but I say I'll take it anyways because he's at work and it'll have my name on it and inside the official looking envelope will be a bundle of blue papers type up very officiously which with modern bureaucracy means very plain and ugly. As I dont really want that to happen I am not going to describe what is indescribable and you should hopefully find the description of the man who shant be visiting me to be highly more appropriate because he doenst exist to me unless while traveling by the courthouse one day I happen to see him in which case he will cease to be fiction and step into non-fiction. However, as I was saying, at this place that I cant describe we were all fishing, we is in reference to people here on Gaia, including, but not restricted to, Moon, Zath, Joby, Omni, Isabelle, Naito, Aoife, and Niarah, if you arent included it either means I dont know you very well, or I dont like you, or due to the nature of this story, I have kept your name clean of any besmirching possible, highly suspect number one or number three, because number two is somewhat mean and I would hate to resort to something as low as disliking someone. Omni was obviously kicking excessive a** with his mad fishing prowess, Joby was being intelligent, which is no surprise because that's as the Romans say "How he rolls." which is a reference to rolling wine barrels to market which became a contest in the early Roman empire before everything went to hell. Sadly however Joby's prowess with intellect did nothing to faze Rye's prowess and manipulation of words, I would say the English language, but she most likely knows French, Spanish, German, Latin, and Russian so her vocabulary can constantly help her in day to day life, which reminds me, thank you for explaining to the judge why it wasnt my fault that I drove a car that wasnt mine to a location a minor shouldnt be while doing things a minor shouldnt do. Love ya forever, BFF til the grave. Zath was playing with the local wildlife, the cute ones, in her opinion at least, though most were adorable, some were based more on taste than looks, were played with and fed and romped with as though it were a Disney movie, while the animals that she found to be in bad taste were given as she titled it "Extreme Makeovers" though most ended up on the campfire along with the fishes Omni had caught, and he caught alot, if you dont believe me than think of it in terms of economy, the many we ate would have cost hundreds of dollars, the rest we sold to various fish markets after packing them in ice and styrafoam crates with a net gain of 7200 USD. Naito and Isabele were being entertaining, not as I would hope, but sufficiently enough that we all got good laughs out of it, though at times some of the stories were serious and some sad, but most topical and jocular, Moon occupied herself as a self-nominated musical coodinator, though she made us refer to her as our "Goddess of Rock" which was heavily disputed by some but equally as strongly ignored by Moon. Aoife played mother to us all and flitted about nonchalantly chatting and being social and pretty and such. Outlaw, who is vaguely familiar, hmm, tripped over his outfit several times, but aside from dirt and pride he was uninjured to all of our relief. Niarah was blunt in her conversations, but I dont find that a turn off. Kninja was there, though often unseen, he hid behind other people in conversations, dropping a few words quickly and then whisking away silently, though he was very present when the food was done.
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Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2006 10:39 am
Glory not in your father's shame, for his shame is no glory to you! His father's honor is a man's glory disgrace for her children, a mother's name. Sirach 4:10-11
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Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2006 10:43 am
ligerzer0 Glory not in your father's shame, for his shame is no glory to you! His father's honor is a man's glory disgrace for her children, a mother's name. Sirach 4:10-11 ......... I posted random..... very unusual
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 1:37 pm
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