(maybe it's time for a "non-crazy non-random answer"-thread... I thought about it from time to time but every time I've attempted to construct it avv iust gotten very tired. More to it. Crossing the street the other day I spotted a bumblebee crawling about in the middle of the street. I stopped, went back and poked it gently with a finger onto which it fastened itself. At home I put it on a tray and gave it some petals from a flower to rest upon. I already had a bumblebee from last summer sitting in a cupboard. Next day it had passed away and I laid it down beside its mate in the cupboard. Fast forward. Getting out yesterday my fingers touched upon something they couldn't immediately identify but when my hand came out of the pocket it held yet another dead bumblebee. Now I've got 3 of them in my cupboard. They (who are they?) say bumblebees shouldn't be able to fly and yet it does. I think they do fly because they just don't know that they shouldn't be able to... they fly and fly and fly and fly and oops they collide with that notion that says they shouldn't really be able to fly and then they die... oh, well. Back to the heavy weight jam and the Rolling Stones doing a version of their song "Start me up" and it goes "Beam me up...??? Up, yes. But from what?
Wide enough to peer into. Does your peers like to peer?
All of them + some animal trails... then maybe... no, it'd go against everything he believes in to admit that he's lost... it's too unmanly an admission... it's a mission impossible...
What is it that underlay this; is it the vanity of man?
??? 's my answer but Aileen might know more. Anyone know where to find her?
No, I think it's Honey Leadbetter... eh, did I spell that right?
That's a lot of dots up there; 41, to be exact... Was that a question?
Yes, my dear cyber mum! ichtms counted the dots; and connected them. I've lost count of the text messages I've sent to/recieved from your very lovely Norwegian Viking Twin.
Fear of chaos! If a horse is black but you can't see it; is it then still black?
Yellow paint was all God had left when hse (hse = unknown gender) got to the blackbird and when the blackbird saw that, it shot its head forward and into the paint can and came up with a yellow ring around his eyes. God didn't know what to do. When the blackbirds mate saw what her impulsive and curious mate had done, she just flew away and along flew her mate and God still didn't know what to do. And ever since that day...
Why do people say "that's not the right way to do it!" and then never explains how it should be done?
In my home of course!!! Where do you live?
I'm not a Doc, but I've heard of that land... Gnome?
It depends on how wide it is and if there are a railing to hold on to... How do you picture such a hole?
! I am already in the universe ! If I assume correctly - we are all already in the universe ! How do we get out of here?
I haven't the slightest inkling... Hello! Anybody there?
