Test Run - the leaky thought flow process engine - Bilge

H Hakalugi Special Tiki Central Agent Redondo Beach, CA Joined: Aug 10, 2004 Posts: 3465	H Hakalugi Posted posted on Mon, Jun 19, 2006 12:21 AM V1.1 Is this thing on? Can you hear through the coilled up mess of double shielded cables. My Neutrix is faling out like a walnut from a tree. Smack in to the flowing stream. Never to be seen again. Except for the homing device. Maybe we won't see it, but we will follow it. Why would someone want my mic cable. Was it a political statment? No. Were they just looking for grease. It was flowing and it smelled like French Fries. Bio Diesel was the culprit. The second course was onion rings and I waited patiently. They come at you like a hundred frisbees all at once. You start dodging to avoid the sting. Quickly you turn and ask "What am I doing here!". And then it hits you. It all makes sense. It is all clear as mud. But just for a second you were there shaking hands with the Gods. The Gods booted you out and said something about your green attire. I always thought that Green was the color but I have now learned to keep my cat inside when it gets dark. I mean real dark, murky air. I'm sitting in it and it is actually quite lost. No direction. No history allows one to create a history. or maybe multiple histories. Did you feed the cat? DO NOT FEED that cat. she will get underyour skin and fight the replicants. I'm on a raft, Im on a raft It is upside down.

V1.1

Is this thing on? Can you hear through the coilled up mess of double shielded cables.
My Neutrix is faling out like a walnut from a tree. Smack in to the flowing stream. Never to be seen again. Except for the homing device. Maybe we won't see it, but we will follow it. Why would someone want my mic cable. Was it a political statment? No. Were they just looking for grease. It was flowing and it smelled like French Fries. Bio Diesel was the culprit. The second course was onion rings and I waited patiently. They come at you like a hundred frisbees all at once. You start dodging to avoid the sting. Quickly you turn and ask "What am I doing here!". And then it hits you. It all makes sense. It is all clear as mud. But just for a second you were there shaking hands with the Gods. The Gods booted you out and said something about your green attire. I always thought that Green was the color but I have now learned to keep my cat inside when it gets dark. I mean real dark, murky air. I'm sitting in it and it is actually quite lost. No direction. No history allows one to create a history. or maybe multiple histories. Did you feed the cat? DO NOT FEED that cat. she will get underyour skin and fight the replicants. I'm on a raft, Im on a raft It is upside down.

Post #238531 by Hakalugi on Mon, Jun 19, 2006 12:21 AM