Xenomanes, Panurge, and Pantagruel's Quest
Everything I got is done in hock. When I’m dead and gone, that’s when I’ll take my stand. Can you hear the ocean down the well?
The candle’s burning for an old flame. Don’t turn away. Hard times come again no more. From the land of sky blue waters, where the rockets red glare. I fall to pieces.
Tonight i’m going to see my machera mio. Son of a gun, its jimini hendrick’s.
I know a man three feet tall. It was junebug versus hurricane.
They can tell a lot about you by your urinings, so telling is this expression of y0ur kidneys. The last supper was set at the periodic table, or maybe it wqs the next to the last. Judas was pissing silver, and Saint Peter had his cock in his hand. Denail is a river in Egypt.
The birds sing in the moonlight,
the router bubbles on all cylinders.
I pour another shot of rot gut
and climb into the bosun’s chair.
The girls in the band all had their meatpacker’s badge.
I didn’t start it, but you might say I carried my weight as best I could during the cold war. So I have earned the right to speak plainly to you, as thou art either the best of men or the better half of women — exclusions may apply in some jurisdictions. We thy servants must be a sorry flock to set before the king.
Please to forgive these scholarly blind alleys — I don’t have time to become immortalized as a poet of the first magnitude. But someday, if my ship comes in and I can afford to become a philosopher, I would like to solve once and for all the riddle of existence. And if it was in my genes to become a that molecular biologist who can put it all togetjher, I would trace my ancestries to the skin of a virus. If I could get into psychoanalysis, given my upbringing, I would make your head spin. Figuratively, of course.
This new Christian diet is all the rage, the Diet of Worms. The infidels tend to choke on it, as was its design. The doctors of divinity prescribe a bracing tonic of extreme devotion to those in remission. Many long-standing disputes have finally been settled, to the best of our knowledge.
Pantagruel was dubious of the press release, but Panurge cried to open a can.
John D’eau and his beheader half Lise Daytang.
I had a funny dream when my screen went to sleep. I dreamt that a little dog was taking a leak on the carpet in the living room.
But I had the activity monitor on, so I woke up with a start. There was a dog barking in the neighbourhood. And water was dripping from the roof.
We all know what Freud said about such a situation. But I wouldn’t dream of bringing it up now.
There were ane huge nowmer of Sabinis with þare wyiffis, barnis, and servandis, according to Bellenden’s translation of Livy, 1553. Festus says the Sabines dream what they will. And it is said that the Sabines fled to the mountains. This happened a generation before the time that the abomination of desolation stood in the holy place.
And the youth of Rome upon a signal, fell on every side to carry away the Sabine maidens.