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Tim, your links stink, you fink!
- John Bangsund's Threepenny Planet
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- Poetry 24
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- Rorrim a tsomla almost a mirror
- More Sterne
- Sterne
- Cam the man from the Dan.
- Too hot to Raaaaaaandallllllll!
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- Slammy Infamy
- Hail Paco!
- Baron Blandwagon, purveyor of cyberbunnies, hawker of Roger Corman, and Misruler of the Multiverse
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- Bad Apple Audrey
- The cartoon church
- Sir Martinkus
- A Zemblanian abroad and at home
- A hodge podge of hotzeplotz
- THE SLAMMA!
- Jottlesby's nottings, or should that be Nottlesby's jottings?
- The Snarking of the Hunt
- Jazzy Hands
- David of Metal City
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- The Blogger on the Cast Iron Balcony
- Be an Opinion Dominion Minion!
- Mel...
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- His brilliant career - from whale sushi to crumbed prawn
- Jo Blogs
- Yet another Tim
- Croucherisms...
- Was two peas, now three peas
- Desciopolous!
- ... Still Life - now with extra rotating cats!
- Erin...
- An Amazingly Awesome Australian Ampersand!
- Blink and you'll miss 'er
- Red in the land of the tigers!
- Wire of Vibe
- Chase him, ladies, he's in the cavalry!
- The Non-palindromical Editrix in Germanium
- Old Sterne
- Gempiricalisations
- TonyT
- The briefs...
- ... and the brieflets
- The Purple Blog
- Blairville, lair of all that is wicked and perfidious
- The enticingly acronymical CSH
- EXTREEEEEEEME WYNTER!
- Mark of California
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4 comments:
Oh, it may not seem funny, but on the inside, I'm laughing. Really I am.
On a matter that may be related or unrelated (I haven't decided yet), I spotted an internal ad at work today for a --
NEO COMMUNCATIONS CONSULTANT
For all your communcating needs!
Do you think that phone's a termite liability? The more I look at it, the more I want to get one in maple.
In my dream world, everything is made out chocolate: cars, fridges, beds, letterboxes, handkerchiefs, computers, the whole damn lot. That is, one of my dream worlds. Then there's the other ones, where I am ruler of the universe and institute a strict policy that all who say the word 'bubbles' before 11 in the morning have to hold their noses for the rest of the day, etc, etc, etc.
Hmmm - but it's ALWAYS before 11am of SOME morning :)
I'm sure you've read Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. Get eating in your dream world, Prince Pondicherry!
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