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Just thought I'd post a little something because..... well, because?
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Irishman Lanny O'Leary, now known as Loony O'Loon, nudged his nightmare-black turbo-injected Lamborghini Diablo sportscar into the local car wash, inserted a token into the vendor and sat back - focusing his eyes on the sun-drenched forecourt of the petrol station.
As the multi-coloured rollers twirled into action, he quickly became enveloped in the rumbling cocoon we're all familiar with.
It was then that something inexplicable happened.
Squashed up against the driver's side window appeared a whopping pair of breasts. Around the circumference of the surprisingly large left nipple was written the sentence:
NOTHING ELSE IS POSSIBLE BUT THE UNAVOIDABLE EXPRESSION OF SELF
Just as he was comprehending this quite unusual sight, another pair of curvaceous knockers materialized behind the glass of the passenger side window, and around the left nipple was another sentence:
IN THE NOW OF EVERY MOMENT YOU ARE BECOMING WHO YOU ARE
Lanny didn't know which way to look, as both pairs of slippery-when-wet busters were equally pleasing to the eye.
As he glanced left then right, right then left, a luscious mouth suddenly smacked onto the windscreen and began to spell out a third sentence using the long tongue which protruded from its scarlet-painted lips:
IF YOU CAN'T: YOU WON'T - IF YOU CAN: YOU WILL
With the final letter of the third sentence licked by the provocative mouth, the car wash finished its cycle and Lanny galloped out into the golden day saddled to the firm back of majestic white pegasus.
Almost instantly the wondrous winged stallion took to the sky, and before long the two of them were gliding above the clouds giving chase to a flying saucer which [according to the pegasus] was piloted by Santa Claus and the Abominable Snowman.
As they sped along - their eyes fixed on the dancing silver disc, Lanny fisted the oncoming windblast and yelled out at the top of his lungs:
"SHATADAY the 49th of FARCH TWO THOUSAND & FREE will be a DAY TO NOVEMBER!!"
Least did he know that with these muddled words his mental marbles had been forever scattered across the warped psychedelic dreamcapes of Cloud-Cuckoo-Land, and that he'd spend the rest of his 'daze' wandering the nightstreets of Dublin chinwagging with invisible breast-heavy beauty queens about how Santa Claus and the Abominable Snowman are in fact committed homosexual lovers, and that they ran away together to a city above the clouds in a glittering silver spaceship.
1. Nothing else is possible but the unavoidable expression of self.
2. In the now of every moment you are becoming who you are.
3. If you can't: you won't - If you can: you will.
For Loony O'Loon, previously known as Lanny O'Leary, the mystical car wash had spoken.
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Irishman Lanny O'Leary, now known as Loony O'Loon, nudged his nightmare-black turbo-injected Lamborghini Diablo sportscar into the local car wash, inserted a token into the vendor and sat back - focusing his eyes on the sun-drenched forecourt of the petrol station.
As the multi-coloured rollers twirled into action, he quickly became enveloped in the rumbling cocoon we're all familiar with.
It was then that something inexplicable happened.
Squashed up against the driver's side window appeared a whopping pair of breasts. Around the circumference of the surprisingly large left nipple was written the sentence:
NOTHING ELSE IS POSSIBLE BUT THE UNAVOIDABLE EXPRESSION OF SELF
Just as he was comprehending this quite unusual sight, another pair of curvaceous knockers materialized behind the glass of the passenger side window, and around the left nipple was another sentence:
IN THE NOW OF EVERY MOMENT YOU ARE BECOMING WHO YOU ARE
Lanny didn't know which way to look, as both pairs of slippery-when-wet busters were equally pleasing to the eye.
As he glanced left then right, right then left, a luscious mouth suddenly smacked onto the windscreen and began to spell out a third sentence using the long tongue which protruded from its scarlet-painted lips:
IF YOU CAN'T: YOU WON'T - IF YOU CAN: YOU WILL
With the final letter of the third sentence licked by the provocative mouth, the car wash finished its cycle and Lanny galloped out into the golden day saddled to the firm back of majestic white pegasus.
Almost instantly the wondrous winged stallion took to the sky, and before long the two of them were gliding above the clouds giving chase to a flying saucer which [according to the pegasus] was piloted by Santa Claus and the Abominable Snowman.
As they sped along - their eyes fixed on the dancing silver disc, Lanny fisted the oncoming windblast and yelled out at the top of his lungs:
"SHATADAY the 49th of FARCH TWO THOUSAND & FREE will be a DAY TO NOVEMBER!!"
Least did he know that with these muddled words his mental marbles had been forever scattered across the warped psychedelic dreamcapes of Cloud-Cuckoo-Land, and that he'd spend the rest of his 'daze' wandering the nightstreets of Dublin chinwagging with invisible breast-heavy beauty queens about how Santa Claus and the Abominable Snowman are in fact committed homosexual lovers, and that they ran away together to a city above the clouds in a glittering silver spaceship.
1. Nothing else is possible but the unavoidable expression of self.
2. In the now of every moment you are becoming who you are.
3. If you can't: you won't - If you can: you will.
For Loony O'Loon, previously known as Lanny O'Leary, the mystical car wash had spoken.
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I know. Stupid story. I was bored, and besides, the Bogeyman made me write it.
I really have no idea how to respond to this... really :S
Just thought I'd post a little something because..... well, because?
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Irishman Lanny O'Leary, now known as Loony O'Loon, nudged his nightmare-black turbo-injected Lamborghini Diablo sportscar into the local car wash, inserted a token into the vendor and sat back - focusing his eyes on the sun-drenched forecourt of the petrol station.
As the multi-coloured rollers twirled into action, he quickly became enveloped in the rumbling cocoon we're all familiar with.
It was then that something inexplicable happened.
Squashed up against the driver's side window appeared a whopping pair of breasts. Around the circumference of the surprisingly large left nipple was written the sentence:
NOTHING ELSE IS POSSIBLE BUT THE UNAVOIDABLE EXPRESSION OF SELF
Just as he was comprehending this quite unusual sight, another pair of curvaceous knockers materialized behind the glass of the passenger side window, and around the left nipple was another sentence:
IN THE NOW OF EVERY MOMENT YOU ARE BECOMING WHO YOU ARE
Lanny didn't know which way to look, as both pairs of slippery-when-wet busters were equally pleasing to the eye.
As he glanced left then right, right then left, a luscious mouth suddenly smacked onto the windscreen and began to spell out a third sentence using the long tongue which protruded from its scarlet-painted lips:
IF YOU CAN'T: YOU WON'T - IF YOU CAN: YOU WILL
With the final letter of the third sentence licked by the provocative mouth, the car wash finished its cycle and Lanny galloped out into the golden day saddled to the firm back of majestic white pegasus.
Almost instantly the wondrous winged stallion took to the sky, and before long the two of them were gliding above the clouds giving chase to a flying saucer which [according to the pegasus] was piloted by Santa Claus and the Abominable Snowman.
As they sped along - their eyes fixed on the dancing silver disc, Lanny fisted the oncoming windblast and yelled out at the top of his lungs:
"SHATADAY the 49th of FARCH TWO THOUSAND & FREE will be a DAY TO NOVEMBER!!"
Least did he know that with these muddled words his mental marbles had been forever scattered across the warped psychedelic dreamcapes of Cloud-Cuckoo-Land, and that he'd spend the rest of his 'daze' wandering the nightstreets of Dublin chinwagging with invisible breast-heavy beauty queens about how Santa Claus and the Abominable Snowman are in fact committed homosexual lovers, and that they ran away together to a city above the clouds in a glittering silver spaceship.
1. Nothing else is possible but the unavoidable expression of self.
2. In the now of every moment you are becoming who you are.
3. If you can't: you won't - If you can: you will.
For Loony O'Loon, previously known as Lanny O'Leary, the mystical car wash had spoken.
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Irishman Lanny O'Leary, now known as Loony O'Loon, nudged his nightmare-black turbo-injected Lamborghini Diablo sportscar into the local car wash, inserted a token into the vendor and sat back - focusing his eyes on the sun-drenched forecourt of the petrol station.
As the multi-coloured rollers twirled into action, he quickly became enveloped in the rumbling cocoon we're all familiar with.
It was then that something inexplicable happened.
Squashed up against the driver's side window appeared a whopping pair of breasts. Around the circumference of the surprisingly large left nipple was written the sentence:
NOTHING ELSE IS POSSIBLE BUT THE UNAVOIDABLE EXPRESSION OF SELF
Just as he was comprehending this quite unusual sight, another pair of curvaceous knockers materialized behind the glass of the passenger side window, and around the left nipple was another sentence:
IN THE NOW OF EVERY MOMENT YOU ARE BECOMING WHO YOU ARE
Lanny didn't know which way to look, as both pairs of slippery-when-wet busters were equally pleasing to the eye.
As he glanced left then right, right then left, a luscious mouth suddenly smacked onto the windscreen and began to spell out a third sentence using the long tongue which protruded from its scarlet-painted lips:
IF YOU CAN'T: YOU WON'T - IF YOU CAN: YOU WILL
With the final letter of the third sentence licked by the provocative mouth, the car wash finished its cycle and Lanny galloped out into the golden day saddled to the firm back of majestic white pegasus.
Almost instantly the wondrous winged stallion took to the sky, and before long the two of them were gliding above the clouds giving chase to a flying saucer which [according to the pegasus] was piloted by Santa Claus and the Abominable Snowman.
As they sped along - their eyes fixed on the dancing silver disc, Lanny fisted the oncoming windblast and yelled out at the top of his lungs:
"SHATADAY the 49th of FARCH TWO THOUSAND & FREE will be a DAY TO NOVEMBER!!"
Least did he know that with these muddled words his mental marbles had been forever scattered across the warped psychedelic dreamcapes of Cloud-Cuckoo-Land, and that he'd spend the rest of his 'daze' wandering the nightstreets of Dublin chinwagging with invisible breast-heavy beauty queens about how Santa Claus and the Abominable Snowman are in fact committed homosexual lovers, and that they ran away together to a city above the clouds in a glittering silver spaceship.
1. Nothing else is possible but the unavoidable expression of self.
2. In the now of every moment you are becoming who you are.
3. If you can't: you won't - If you can: you will.
For Loony O'Loon, previously known as Lanny O'Leary, the mystical car wash had spoken.
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