an empty stage

This blog was formerly called hooey: full of blatherskite, bosh, claptrap, double-talk, flapdoodle, drivel, pishposh, rubbish, twaddle; gibberish, babble, Greek, jabber, jabberwocky, nonsense, skimble-skamble. now, it's more like an empty stage around here. feel free to wander around the wings. don't trip on any props.

Thursday, July 18, 2002

today's Ftrain selection

"You want me to cuddle? Then don't eat my anterior tentacles for nourishment."

18.7.02

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