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-- * -- Slowly the moon is rising out of the ruddy haze, | `;' }
.'|`. Divesting herself of her golden shift, and so \ ~\/`)
| Emerging white and exquisite; and I in amaze / , ;/
See in the sky before me, a woman I did not know `-'/; \
I loved, but there she goes, and her beauty hurts my heart; \
I follow her down the night, begging her not to depart. /____;\`
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-- * -- Slowly the looney's rising out of a groggy haze, | `;' }
.'|`. After drinking too much in the Terra Inn, and so \ ~\/`)
| Emerging drunk and bewildered; and I in amaze / , ;/
See stagg'ring in before me, a woman I did not know `-'/; \
I loved, and there she falls, and in doing so hurts her knee; \
I follow her back down the Inn,asking her to buy one for me./____;\`
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Soaphead says 'Hard luck. Press my button then carry on down!' Soaphead says 'That exciting new phrase carries a certain innuendo, no?' Dios points at your skirt and shudders. [Firefly] no anyone'll do, I'm not fussy |
Cub gossips 'think im gonna go to bed aqnyway in a bit' Cub gossips 'tempting though it is to run a bit...' You gossip 'you know u want to....!' Cub gossips 'yeah, but, i'm knackered and ive gotta work in the morning...' Zaphod gossips 'a little while wont hurt any' Cub gossips 'i'm only knackered cos i was here too late last night ;)' The game whispers to you.. play.. play.... Cub gossips 'but i'm off weds so i can stay all night tomorrow :)' Zaphod gossips 'hehe' Cub gossips 'nah, better go...god it's difficult' Cub gossips 'thought quitting smoking was hard ;)' You gossip 'cackle' Cub shouts 'ok that's it i'm off...probably ;)' |
<Gimbal> I was about to supply them when you came on and distorted my line of thinking :) <BabyGirl> i tend to do that to people |
You say 'my metabolism is slightly slower than that of a turtle' |
You say 'must... ' You say 'tear......' You say 'self..........' You say 'away................' Tyban rolls on the floor in drooling hysterics. |
Bliss gossips 'to run, or not to run, that is the question...whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outragous mobiles or to take arms against a sea of fleeings....' |
BabyGirl is indecisive. Cub thinks he might be, but isn't sure. No, maybe he's not. |
(NB: I popped into a room one time, and this was the first thing I saw...) Flipside says 'you remember Kathy ... you know Kathy with the 3 eyes.. and you know her.. you weren't born yet but you were there..' |
You say 'take out algln the (belch)esxhtrra (belch)letterrsh' |