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Rollerscakes went to the park, riding on a donkey in the middle of winter's hot steamy picknick basket.  Whoozlefrump ate my fribbins off the ganglemuch tree in the cloudpatch out back behind the iron pumpernickle bread.  Lovely day for a funeral, shall we do it again yesterday?

dude...

The random ramblings of a half-asleep bird.

Nice Mr. Suess :thumb:

WTH? that's incomprehensive...

Have you ever heard of someone called Dr. Freud? I think he can help you, even though u r a phoenix... i mean... Phoenix

 :)

Ah, but now you make a common mistake, mr. Kruzader. In not understanding the post, you assume it to be incomprehensible. I for one get the message loud and clear. Perhaps it is you who should pay a visit to (the corpse of) mr. Freud ;]

What the heckeruni?

how come I can understand phoenix his post so well ?

Because your babbledonkey swims well in the sea of land's electric piano dancers.  :ninja:

i see

But you quatiously forget that one's babbledonkey has no place in a bedridden place such as that without his chopinese instructor's spork.

Oh feddled grunt buggly, thy micturactions are to be, as plurdles gabbleblotchits on a lurgid bee! groop i implore thee, my foontinh turglingdromes. and hooptiously drangle meewith crinkly bindlewurdles! or i shall rend thee in the gobberwarts  with by blurglecruncheon SEE IF I DONT!

I don't want to hear about your blurglecruncheon!  Now leave my snoozlepuff before I warble your atomic density coefficient!

Come come, we all know that coefficient is governed by the will of the bees. Seeing how they're cruxable and attachable, I'd say the Mind has left the Isle, so to speak. It is only because of cruncheon's honour that you say that!

*Phoenix warbles in the key of delta epsilon*

but my burblecruncheon is glowing with the glashis of 1000 beebelsnaxers

I thought I explained it with my second post.  ;)

Youk know, the scary thing is.. this thread makes a lot more sense than most others I've seen..

:rules:
i like this thread  :idiot:

It's quite a useless topic...mostly because when I write in this topic, I have to drool all over the keyboard in order to say stupid things with weird accent.

The snoozlepuff floats on a sea of cloud feathers, drifting into the nightmare void of unpeeled taco shells before solidifying into a gelatinous liquid.  Exploding bunny snuggles get eaten by herbivorous tiger lillies.  Beware the light, it casts its shadow on nothing!

u know, i can actually imagine that happening. but what is a snoozlepuff?

Sleeping bird. :)

Ya know I have to change my opinion on the snoozlepuff thingymagigs. They sound like a cross between LSD (Beetles?) and Alice in Wonderland. I like this.

Too bad I can't think of anything original to add :(

(http://home.earthlink.net/~barbolink1/BrdLnks/GoldfinchSleep2.jpg)

There's your Fluffy Snoozlepuff.  :)

When do we get our free Fluffy Puff Marshmallows?

'HEADSHOT!'

Actually the little finch's head is turned around backward and tucked into the feathers on the back. :)

 :offtopic: CS went for realism? :offtopic:

gravity Is never good. not in a game , not in real life , gravity sucks . :evil:

Without gravity, the universe could not exist.  It also does not "suck".  Sucking is the result of higher pressure fluids expanding through a narrow opening into a lower pressure area in an attempt to equalize the overall pressure.  Gravity attracts, and subsequently compresses the attracted matter and energy.  It makes absolutely no attempts to equalize anything.  There's a significant difference.

The snoozlepuff defies all laws of mundaneness, reality, and boring high-brow snobbery.

.... and just about anything else you can think of. :)

So do vermiscious chnids.

Well the snoozlepuff is no longer mysterious because I've explained what a snoozlepuff is, which makes a rather dramatic point:  A mystery is only interesting so long as it remains unsolved.  Once you know, you lose interest.  I would caution you, though, regarding how a snoozlepuff works, for while the snoozlepuff itself may be understood, what goes on inside the snoozlepuff's twisted world is another matter entirely.  Most who would venture there would return mad, if they return at all. :)

I sleep tight in my bed. So does my bed friend pet zed. I named my bed friend pet zed Ted. My bed friend pet zed, who is Ted, needs to be fed a whole lot of cled. Cled is like cereal, it made Ted fled. Fled to his sled. I said to Ted, who fled to his sled, not to sled. But this is Ted, my pet zed. So I sent Ted to bed.  O_o

'nuff said.

The Snoozlepuff Strikes Back!  Well, sort of... maybe... if it can get off the perch.  It's more like it kind of wobbles a little and goes back to sleep.

I got a Snoozlepuff. I should take a picture of her on her bird jungle gym.