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I shall tell you a tale of notables. High notables. Low notables. Fat notables. Thin notables. For they are all the same as you will see.
I visited SR many moons ago, I shook through a door many times to small for my person. What I found beyond was a mystifying vat of yellow liquid, a paint brush and three objects commonly known as computers.
Upon closer examination I could see faces forming in the vat. One was a woman with pee coloured hair, another had goats hooves and a third was somesort of dragon. Yet they were all one in the same.
Curious I moved over to the tempting computers. They were linked to the vat by a small, cotton bound, yellow wire. Words were mysteriously appearing from nowhere, forming messages from various well-known notables. Perplexed I left the scene in a distraught and rushed manner. The SR staff faintly cackled behind me as a perambulated towards my carriage of choice.
Upon arriving home, and having had time to consider the days events on the way home, I reached the startling conclusion. The vat WAS the notables, all the notables were, indeed one being, one hideous demented soul hell-bent on global conquest. Upon this realisation I packed my tophat and set off for Sydney from which I write my warning to you now.
Please gentle people of the forums, leave no notable unguarded.
I visited SR many moons ago, I shook through a door many times to small for my person. What I found beyond was a mystifying vat of yellow liquid, a paint brush and three objects commonly known as computers.
Upon closer examination I could see faces forming in the vat. One was a woman with pee coloured hair, another had goats hooves and a third was somesort of dragon. Yet they were all one in the same.
Curious I moved over to the tempting computers. They were linked to the vat by a small, cotton bound, yellow wire. Words were mysteriously appearing from nowhere, forming messages from various well-known notables. Perplexed I left the scene in a distraught and rushed manner. The SR staff faintly cackled behind me as a perambulated towards my carriage of choice.
Upon arriving home, and having had time to consider the days events on the way home, I reached the startling conclusion. The vat WAS the notables, all the notables were, indeed one being, one hideous demented soul hell-bent on global conquest. Upon this realisation I packed my tophat and set off for Sydney from which I write my warning to you now.
Please gentle people of the forums, leave no notable unguarded.
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The craziest Col! wrote:
> Some notables think they are above everyone else.
Well I'm above you now.
(unless you clicked on Flipped Order, in which case your above me)
Okay it wasn't funny, but what do you expect on a monday morning?
> Some notables think they are above everyone else.
Well I'm above you now.
(unless you clicked on Flipped Order, in which case your above me)
Okay it wasn't funny, but what do you expect on a monday morning?
I didn't think the title made much sense either.
Misleading how?
The Title is misleading
Your misleading!
Twas okay....
Your misleading!
Twas okay....
Some notables think they are above everyone else.
I shall tell you a tale of notables. High notables. Low notables. Fat notables. Thin notables. For they are all the same as you will see.
I visited SR many moons ago, I shook through a door many times to small for my person. What I found beyond was a mystifying vat of yellow liquid, a paint brush and three objects commonly known as computers.
Upon closer examination I could see faces forming in the vat. One was a woman with pee coloured hair, another had goats hooves and a third was somesort of dragon. Yet they were all one in the same.
Curious I moved over to the tempting computers. They were linked to the vat by a small, cotton bound, yellow wire. Words were mysteriously appearing from nowhere, forming messages from various well-known notables. Perplexed I left the scene in a distraught and rushed manner. The SR staff faintly cackled behind me as a perambulated towards my carriage of choice.
Upon arriving home, and having had time to consider the days events on the way home, I reached the startling conclusion. The vat WAS the notables, all the notables were, indeed one being, one hideous demented soul hell-bent on global conquest. Upon this realisation I packed my tophat and set off for Sydney from which I write my warning to you now.
Please gentle people of the forums, leave no notable unguarded.
I visited SR many moons ago, I shook through a door many times to small for my person. What I found beyond was a mystifying vat of yellow liquid, a paint brush and three objects commonly known as computers.
Upon closer examination I could see faces forming in the vat. One was a woman with pee coloured hair, another had goats hooves and a third was somesort of dragon. Yet they were all one in the same.
Curious I moved over to the tempting computers. They were linked to the vat by a small, cotton bound, yellow wire. Words were mysteriously appearing from nowhere, forming messages from various well-known notables. Perplexed I left the scene in a distraught and rushed manner. The SR staff faintly cackled behind me as a perambulated towards my carriage of choice.
Upon arriving home, and having had time to consider the days events on the way home, I reached the startling conclusion. The vat WAS the notables, all the notables were, indeed one being, one hideous demented soul hell-bent on global conquest. Upon this realisation I packed my tophat and set off for Sydney from which I write my warning to you now.
Please gentle people of the forums, leave no notable unguarded.
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