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April 30, 2005
Vogon poetry
I cannot believe I missed this Vogon poetry competition. My first attempts at creative writing were efforts to produce my own version of Vogon aesthetics. They continue to this very day.
Oh freddled gruntbuggly,Thy micturations are to me. As plurdled gabbleblotchits. On a lurgid bee. Groop, I implore thee, my foonting turlingdromes. And hooptiously drangle me with crinkly bindlewurdles, Or I will rend thee in the gobberwarts with my blurglecruncheon. See if I don't.
Posted by Ghost of a flea at April 30, 2005 07:41 AM
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Are Castro's speeches eligible? He's crazy enough to be an alien, and listening to his interminable blatherings is agony.
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at May 1, 2005 01:44 PM
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