The camera is now at last moving in from the garden and into the house, it takes us through a darkened hallway, peeks into an empty dining hall, moves on to the brightly lit kitchen where it pans around before it focuses on the butcher block that sits in the very center of this kitchen of kitchen's and what do we see on the block but the cut up bits of; 1. Mogfelat & Ligferrat; 2. Mogfelat & Mother; 3. Ligferrat & Mother; 4. Mother; 5. Ligferrat; 6. Mogfelat; 7. All three of them; 8. None of them; 9.
... while far away in the belly of an old aircraft things are really looking bleak. That engine doesn't feel good!!!
-"We need a mechanic down here asap!"
... simultaneous at a mountain site quite close, we've heard the ominous noise of an appoaching airplane. The open wound of its engine slowly bleeding out a crackling-swirling-roaring-mad-hot-hyper-sound that stays within you far longer than any ordinary sound. It's digging into decades of memories, broken hyper-links ripped from the womb of this insane story; this insane; this mad finger that keep stabbing down on the key-pad...
-"OMG! IT'S LOOSE..."
The rare member of the "are you serious?" gently drift across the late afternoon landscape formation
"Woohow, it sure is!" shouted Al in blind unison with the terrible ejaculate of
aeons of ignorance caterpillars and against a back-drop of greenish, bantam weight liars weilding pumpkin spelled lightning bulbs at random speed, there was a slight tremble giving strenght and hope to that awful Al, shouting ejectorially in-consistent "conspiracy and flag poles!" and... and... and it is intimidating, to say the least.
"Oh, I'm glad so..." echoed Deus; post machina
"yes... I think, think so... I feel so oddly... flat and narrow... as if the talf-worran dna has begun to mani©fest itself... brmb?"
"Me? Dangerous? Eh, get outta here," e says...
-"This? Well, it's a safety match... er, shouldn't you know that?"
-"Mm... but I was thinking of
i just love to sit in a cosy chair with coffee and (vacuum cleaners = a kind of cookie), a good book, a note book, some cross word puzzles + a large amount of cool water) and
a hole in the ground to pour the *** looking liquid into."
-"Oh, that's how you
...here.
-"Adhere to Vishnu!" said the catapult with stone letters.
-"Hey, watch those butterflies!" said the mayor of New Orleans.
-"Phfp!" said Katrina and the Waves.
tiny fragment, caught up in celebrating the return of the Great Compost Rat + the entourage of more or less brilliant characters, such as the savant garde duo of Mogfelat/Ligferrat ceaselessly spreading roman sentences to fight off the dark chocolat poets of
That would give Gilette a headache so amorph that the inc. would implode like a
then a lightbulb lighted up for Snowwhite, and another, and another lightbulb lighted up, lighted up for Snowwhite and when seven lightbulbs lighted up her mind she started running for her life for the dwarfs wasn't really dwarfs, they were the seven mortal sins and they had an agenda that was
n't there... That explains it, she thought; it's the man who wasn't there that's here offering me a ride, ok! I'm tired and fed up... and here's a man who has such a low self confidence that he's basically not there. That's so cool! I didn't think those kind of men existed, she thinks to herself, and here he isn't??? O o, that can't be, or can it, can it, it