Show Don't Tell Posted May 31, 2008 Share Posted May 31, 2008 Nobody can hide from the beasts within the milk crates on the shipment from Timbuktu to the east coast of Russia. Of course, these would need to be chained with solid gold shiny chains which are found in the inconspicuous land of Niragwanza, which seems to keep getting smaller while not completely vanishing off the face of the Earth. It's weird how these chains keep on chaining and the pains are no pain to such persons of the land they grow in because of the sly foxes of the truth. And I don't mean nice foxes. These are vicious creatures we're dealing with here. And do they care about the beasts within the milk crates? I say no siree Bob. But do they care about their homeland, even after what the Tortoise said? Maybe. But one will never know as long as they keep rockin' in the free world. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fridge Posted July 5, 2008 Share Posted July 5, 2008 Cartouche-like concubinity exploded from nascent effulgence buried within grotesquery beyond happenstance, whilst the monotonic piping of idiocy cajoled the first principle of nacreous logic to curve and concatenate upon the very essence of entropy..... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BeOhBe Bob Posted July 7, 2008 Share Posted July 7, 2008 Insidious insipid insects gnaw nonstop at the nondescript door at noon. Henceforth shall this day be known as the day of the mantis. Meticulously, their mandibles molested my mahogany entryway. and managed to endanger my moldings. No more! for I have sought out the end to my insanity, the end to my insomnia. I've done my research and reading and it's come to my attention that Splenda of all things should be the solution to my seemingly unending batallion of bugs, rather than the napalm now in service by the narcissistic orkin man. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
drewb93 Posted July 8, 2008 Share Posted July 8, 2008 Haha this reminds me of something I did a couple weeks ago. Although I didn't write these bizarre and strange sentences, I did write obnoxiously long sentences (as I was reading Charles Dickens' Oliver Twist for my summer reading assignment at the time). Here it is: I have decided to take on the task of writing long and complex, but still coherent, sentences (not unlike Charles Dickens) because I am currently sitting in a large, cold room after completing the obnoxiously simple Math A/B final examination. You see, I was completed with the final examination of my knowledge of the subject over two hours before the official release, as determined by some ignorant person with no consideration for us poor children at all! There were only a few questions which made me think, but even these were not a challenge for me, despite my lack of preparation and studying for this so-called "test." After the final examination I tried to read Charles Dickens' Oliver Twist, however I was soon bored with it and moved on to singing various Rush songs in my head including (but not limited to) "Hemispheres," "Far Cry," and "Armor and Sword." Then I laid my head down in an effort to gain some much needed rest, but failed there as well; so I then began to lustfully fantasize ... about my new effects pedal (Oh, what fun I have with it!), for I cannot wait to home and play with it! So, now here I am, 1000 hours this morning (that's military time, you know), the seventeenth of June (which just so happens to be the date of my birth), in the year Anno Domini, also called Current Era, two-thousand-eight, bored out of my own sanity with not one thing to do. I glanced over at my good friend Steven, fellow breast stroker and hater of Pauly (our swim team's coach), and it almost looks as though he's about to take out his phone (which, of course, he doesn't have, this being the final examination and all); now, however, it seems Steven has give up on the phone, and has proceeded to watch Logan play games on his calculator. Now it looks like Jillian and Erin are playing some sort of stupid looking game with their fingers, and I want no part of it; nay, not one part of it! Victoria keeps shaking the table, so you must forgive me if my writing is not neat; then again my writing is never all that neat, so perhaps it will go unnoticed? The tests are now being collected by the proctors, which is a sure sign that we will soon be released, and we will be free at last! Free, free, free at last! Thank the Lord Almighty we are free at last! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BeOhBe Bob Posted July 11, 2008 Share Posted July 11, 2008 there once was a geddyfan13 he always kept himself very clean he smiled with a wink while sipping his drink Hello, it's malk not Listereen Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fridge Posted September 7, 2008 Share Posted September 7, 2008 A heliocentrically opposed opprobrium was visited upon the head of the jejunal spouter of mythological tangency. Whilst vexatious within itself, the additional plangency offered a certain unguency to creatinify the proceedings. "Virtuosity in dulci jubilo!" she declaimed irascibly while balancing the sarcophagus on her nether carapace. There is no advantage to compoting veruccas when you already have the neccesary ingredients for a visceral jambalaya Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kid_Gloves Posted September 9, 2008 Share Posted September 9, 2008 He was wild. Out in the woods meditating and smoking crack. Seeing Leprechauns and shit. I just always like blowing up stuff. You're screwed! You stop, drop, and roll! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TwoOneOneTwo Posted September 9, 2008 Share Posted September 9, 2008 A seasoned witch could call you from the depths of your disgrace, And rearrange your liver to the solid mental grace, And achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar, Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against the hour. And assessing points to nowhere, leading ev'ry single one. A dewdrop can exalt us like the music of the sun, And take away the plain in which we move, And choose the course you're ... ....... ................... .....................................shit. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fridge Posted September 9, 2008 Share Posted September 9, 2008 QUOTE (Imperatrix @ Sep 9 2008, 07:24 PM) A seasoned witch could call you from the depths of your disgrace, And rearrange your liver to the solid mental grace, And achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar, Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against the hour. And assessing points to nowhere, leading ev'ry single one. A dewdrop can exalt us like the music of the sun, And take away the plain in which we move, And choose the course you're ... ....... ................... .....................................shit. Oi!!! Write your own nonsense! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TwoOneOneTwo Posted September 9, 2008 Share Posted September 9, 2008 QUOTE (Fridge @ Sep 9 2008, 12:10 PM) QUOTE (Imperatrix @ Sep 9 2008, 07:24 PM) A seasoned witch could call you from the depths of your disgrace, And rearrange your liver to the solid mental grace, And achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar, Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against the hour. And assessing points to nowhere, leading ev'ry single one. A dewdrop can exalt us like the music of the sun, And take away the plain in which we move, And choose the course you're ... ....... ................... .....................................shit. Oi!!! Write your own nonsense! I just couldn't resist! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fridge Posted September 9, 2008 Share Posted September 9, 2008 QUOTE (Imperatrix @ Sep 9 2008, 08:19 PM) QUOTE (Fridge @ Sep 9 2008, 12:10 PM) QUOTE (Imperatrix @ Sep 9 2008, 07:24 PM) A seasoned witch could call you from the depths of your disgrace, And rearrange your liver to the solid mental grace, And achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar, Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against the hour. And assessing points to nowhere, leading ev'ry single one. A dewdrop can exalt us like the music of the sun, And take away the plain in which we move, And choose the course you're ... ....... ................... .....................................shit. Oi!!! Write your own nonsense! I just couldn't resist! Just curious about your user name. Did you name yourself after Fortuna, or do you just like to boss people around? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ArrowSnake Posted September 9, 2008 Share Posted September 9, 2008 I think Geddyfan13 should have a go at this, he is the master of crazy sentences! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DiscipleofLerxst Posted September 9, 2008 Share Posted September 9, 2008 I saw this last night while watching I Now Pronounce You Chuck and larry it was: Gay basher, bashed, at gay bash. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TwoOneOneTwo Posted September 9, 2008 Share Posted September 9, 2008 QUOTE (Fridge @ Sep 9 2008, 12:28 PM) QUOTE (Imperatrix @ Sep 9 2008, 08:19 PM) QUOTE (Fridge @ Sep 9 2008, 12:10 PM) QUOTE (Imperatrix @ Sep 9 2008, 07:24 PM) A seasoned witch could call you from the depths of your disgrace, And rearrange your liver to the solid mental grace, And achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar, Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against the hour. And assessing points to nowhere, leading ev'ry single one. A dewdrop can exalt us like the music of the sun, And take away the plain in which we move, And choose the course you're ... ....... ................... .....................................shit. Oi!!! Write your own nonsense! I just couldn't resist! Just curious about your user name. Did you name yourself after Fortuna, or do you just like to boss people around? LIKE?! I LOVE to boss people around! (actually, I don't. I'm just tenacious as hell. I have to be--I'm in the legal profession...) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fridge Posted September 9, 2008 Share Posted September 9, 2008 Triangulated trigonometrical triumphalisms were tempered with Teutonic temerity and treated to tympanic turbulence within tiered trysts of titanium Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fridge Posted September 9, 2008 Share Posted September 9, 2008 QUOTE (Imperatrix @ Sep 9 2008, 08:39 PM) QUOTE (Fridge @ Sep 9 2008, 12:28 PM) QUOTE (Imperatrix @ Sep 9 2008, 08:19 PM) QUOTE (Fridge @ Sep 9 2008, 12:10 PM) QUOTE (Imperatrix @ Sep 9 2008, 07:24 PM) A seasoned witch could call you from the depths of your disgrace, And rearrange your liver to the solid mental grace, And achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar, Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against the hour. And assessing points to nowhere, leading ev'ry single one. A dewdrop can exalt us like the music of the sun, And take away the plain in which we move, And choose the course you're ... ....... ................... .....................................shit. Oi!!! Write your own nonsense! I just couldn't resist! Just curious about your user name. Did you name yourself after Fortuna, or do you just like to boss people around? LIKE?! I LOVE to boss people around! (actually, I don't. I'm just tenacious as hell. I have to be--I'm in the legal profession...) So is it after Fortuna then? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TwoOneOneTwo Posted September 9, 2008 Share Posted September 9, 2008 QUOTE (Fridge @ Sep 9 2008, 12:42 PM) QUOTE (Imperatrix @ Sep 9 2008, 08:39 PM) QUOTE (Fridge @ Sep 9 2008, 12:28 PM) QUOTE (Imperatrix @ Sep 9 2008, 08:19 PM) QUOTE (Fridge @ Sep 9 2008, 12:10 PM) QUOTE (Imperatrix @ Sep 9 2008, 07:24 PM) A seasoned witch could call you from the depths of your disgrace, And rearrange your liver to the solid mental grace, And achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar, Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against the hour. And assessing points to nowhere, leading ev'ry single one. A dewdrop can exalt us like the music of the sun, And take away the plain in which we move, And choose the course you're ... ....... ................... .....................................shit. Oi!!! Write your own nonsense! I just couldn't resist! Just curious about your user name. Did you name yourself after Fortuna, or do you just like to boss people around? LIKE?! I LOVE to boss people around! (actually, I don't. I'm just tenacious as hell. I have to be--I'm in the legal profession...) So is it after Fortuna then? No, much as I love Orff. I chose it because my given name is Anastasia. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fridge Posted September 9, 2008 Share Posted September 9, 2008 QUOTE (Imperatrix @ Sep 9 2008, 08:49 PM) QUOTE (Fridge @ Sep 9 2008, 12:42 PM) QUOTE (Imperatrix @ Sep 9 2008, 08:39 PM) QUOTE (Fridge @ Sep 9 2008, 12:28 PM) QUOTE (Imperatrix @ Sep 9 2008, 08:19 PM) QUOTE (Fridge @ Sep 9 2008, 12:10 PM) QUOTE (Imperatrix @ Sep 9 2008, 07:24 PM) A seasoned witch could call you from the depths of your disgrace, And rearrange your liver to the solid mental grace, And achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar, Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against the hour. And assessing points to nowhere, leading ev'ry single one. A dewdrop can exalt us like the music of the sun, And take away the plain in which we move, And choose the course you're ... ....... ................... .....................................shit. Oi!!! Write your own nonsense! I just couldn't resist! Just curious about your user name. Did you name yourself after Fortuna, or do you just like to boss people around? LIKE?! I LOVE to boss people around! (actually, I don't. I'm just tenacious as hell. I have to be--I'm in the legal profession...) So is it after Fortuna then? No, much as I love Orff. I chose it because my given name is Anastasia. So it's still a Roman theme then. Tiberius Constantines consort? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TwoOneOneTwo Posted September 9, 2008 Share Posted September 9, 2008 QUOTE (Fridge @ Sep 9 2008, 12:58 PM) QUOTE (Imperatrix @ Sep 9 2008, 08:49 PM) QUOTE (Fridge @ Sep 9 2008, 12:42 PM) QUOTE (Imperatrix @ Sep 9 2008, 08:39 PM) QUOTE (Fridge @ Sep 9 2008, 12:28 PM) QUOTE (Imperatrix @ Sep 9 2008, 08:19 PM) QUOTE (Fridge @ Sep 9 2008, 12:10 PM) QUOTE (Imperatrix @ Sep 9 2008, 07:24 PM) A seasoned witch could call you from the depths of your disgrace, And rearrange your liver to the solid mental grace, And achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar, Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against the hour. And assessing points to nowhere, leading ev'ry single one. A dewdrop can exalt us like the music of the sun, And take away the plain in which we move, And choose the course you're ... ....... ................... .....................................shit. Oi!!! Write your own nonsense! I just couldn't resist! Just curious about your user name. Did you name yourself after Fortuna, or do you just like to boss people around? LIKE?! I LOVE to boss people around! (actually, I don't. I'm just tenacious as hell. I have to be--I'm in the legal profession...) So is it after Fortuna then? No, much as I love Orff. I chose it because my given name is Anastasia. So it's still a Roman theme then. Tiberius Constantines consort? YOU are too clever for your own good! What are you doing, lovey---researching my history? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fridge Posted September 9, 2008 Share Posted September 9, 2008 QUOTE (Imperatrix @ Sep 9 2008, 09:03 PM) QUOTE (Fridge @ Sep 9 2008, 12:58 PM) QUOTE (Imperatrix @ Sep 9 2008, 08:49 PM) QUOTE (Fridge @ Sep 9 2008, 12:42 PM) QUOTE (Imperatrix @ Sep 9 2008, 08:39 PM) QUOTE (Fridge @ Sep 9 2008, 12:28 PM) QUOTE (Imperatrix @ Sep 9 2008, 08:19 PM) QUOTE (Fridge @ Sep 9 2008, 12:10 PM) QUOTE (Imperatrix @ Sep 9 2008, 07:24 PM) A seasoned witch could call you from the depths of your disgrace, And rearrange your liver to the solid mental grace, And achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar, Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against the hour. And assessing points to nowhere, leading ev'ry single one. A dewdrop can exalt us like the music of the sun, And take away the plain in which we move, And choose the course you're ... ....... ................... .....................................shit. Oi!!! Write your own nonsense! I just couldn't resist! Just curious about your user name. Did you name yourself after Fortuna, or do you just like to boss people around? LIKE?! I LOVE to boss people around! (actually, I don't. I'm just tenacious as hell. I have to be--I'm in the legal profession...) So is it after Fortuna then? No, much as I love Orff. I chose it because my given name is Anastasia. So it's still a Roman theme then. Tiberius Constantines consort? YOU are too clever for your own good! What are you doing, lovey---researching my history? Believe it or not, no..... I've always had a passing interest in history/mythology of different cultures though I'm certainly no expert. I actually knew that one off the top of my head. Maybe I should get out more Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TwoOneOneTwo Posted September 9, 2008 Share Posted September 9, 2008 QUOTE (Fridge @ Sep 9 2008, 01:12 PM) QUOTE (Imperatrix @ Sep 9 2008, 09:03 PM) QUOTE (Fridge @ Sep 9 2008, 12:58 PM) QUOTE (Imperatrix @ Sep 9 2008, 08:49 PM) QUOTE (Fridge @ Sep 9 2008, 12:42 PM) QUOTE (Imperatrix @ Sep 9 2008, 08:39 PM) QUOTE (Fridge @ Sep 9 2008, 12:28 PM) QUOTE (Imperatrix @ Sep 9 2008, 08:19 PM) QUOTE (Fridge @ Sep 9 2008, 12:10 PM) QUOTE (Imperatrix @ Sep 9 2008, 07:24 PM) A seasoned witch could call you from the depths of your disgrace, And rearrange your liver to the solid mental grace, And achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar, Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against the hour. And assessing points to nowhere, leading ev'ry single one. A dewdrop can exalt us like the music of the sun, And take away the plain in which we move, And choose the course you're ... ....... ................... .....................................shit. Oi!!! Write your own nonsense! I just couldn't resist! Just curious about your user name. Did you name yourself after Fortuna, or do you just like to boss people around? LIKE?! I LOVE to boss people around! (actually, I don't. I'm just tenacious as hell. I have to be--I'm in the legal profession...) So is it after Fortuna then? No, much as I love Orff. I chose it because my given name is Anastasia. So it's still a Roman theme then. Tiberius Constantines consort? YOU are too clever for your own good! What are you doing, lovey---researching my history? Believe it or not, no..... I've always had a passing interest in history/mythology of different cultures though I'm certainly no expert. I actually knew that one off the top of my head. Maybe I should get out more Join the club. I also knew everything you mentioned off the top of my head. Oh, the curse of the autodidact! We need to go out dancing, you and I. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BeOhBe Bob Posted September 10, 2008 Share Posted September 10, 2008 Insidious insipid insanity reigns where rough riding rodeo clowns cling, clawing clumps of clay from females fraught with frenzy and fury. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
rushgoober Posted September 10, 2008 Author Share Posted September 10, 2008 Lay the laminate on my face, bugboy! Socket wrenches are for frappuccino dweebs. If yoda was gay, and maple sugar hung about my neck like a cream cluster, a pubescent R2-D2 would stutter the world afloat with his fluorescent winter boat. Munch music made of lick ingots and trapezoid twittering toenail flapnuts will wag their shackled asses like a pulsating pendulum ablaze. Hermaphroditic eels, like punchy marmalade space midgets, dwarfs the cranial cavity and bursts the soft enamel plating with a scrunchy in the melting twilight of Hamsterdam. Throbbing membranes heat and ooze purplish pus that gathers supple, bubbling and oily in the ancient Sphincter of Zanzibar. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
rushgoober Posted September 10, 2008 Author Share Posted September 10, 2008 I will grasp firm a flask of cerebrospinal fluid and rub it into my richly textured epidermis like a candied yam in heat at a smelting festival. Tremulous water buffaloes of olde sieze the landscape, paint it ochre, crumple it into a ball and snort horny toad laments into the vacated synthesized drones. Harpsichords dot the hazy hemispheres, androids guzzle tree sap from flap nozzles, melancholy cauterization manuals float on tenderhooks and omnipotent Transylvanian orbs paint Easter eggs in the thin filtered twicetime of amnesia. Holy spiders, eggman, thistles upon bristles of Indian gum secretes the day with oblongs. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fridge Posted September 10, 2008 Share Posted September 10, 2008 Vestiginal heliotrophs gorge on scattered whimsical snatches of pearlescent muzak. "A single to Archangelsk!" he decried as the music of Eirich Zann wafted lazily past the trenchant platypic bill of fortuitous misery. Revelatory trissimus was the order of preference for somnambulant paroxymal mesomorphs awaiting the incision of visceral pythagorems. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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