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September 06, 2006

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constantine's nail clipper

the photo really clears things up,,. it always saddens me when these sea-monkey cultures continue to revere their islandic deities, stomping and singing even as he rains down a lava of disinfectant upon their village paradise. Nice connection you make between the marble relic of the big C's finger and the aerosol finger-trigger,(it could be Lysol,Lestoil, Chlorox,.. i'm not a brand snob) suggested by the toilet bacteria that must be extinguished through a chemical solution. And who is to say whether or not fermented kombucha root is not working its alchemical solution in the crucible bowl of your stomach, eh? Parallels everywhere!

paracelsus

also, drawing on distant memory, when a guy starts taking into himself weird esoteric concoctions, there is usually an alluring female lifting the goblet to his lips, promising great benefits from the vaporous essences. and usually, she is awful perty. say it aint so,..

DarkoV

Jealousy is too mild to express my emotional response to your entry. While my bathroom bacteria simply turns shades of grey and purple, yours are quoting Wilde.

"No bacteria left behind!", I shout. Where can I send in their enrollment forms?

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