Austro-Hungarian polka, backwards whispering (fossilised lips), the catatonic scale, atrial flutter, anti-semitic retching, the first half hour of Saving Private Ryan, every gun in the world twice, the state funeral of God (tripping on crematorium steps), Geoffrey Palmer, your organs transplanted into a shark, the heat death of the universe, soil-choked gasp (leopard-skin chief), your hopes and dreams fall off an infinite storey building, the crystal chime of a shiny silver sixpence in a jam jar rolling down the cellar steps like your unborn children watching motionless as a bellowing ghost with a nine foot wooden penis nails you to a burning cross, Del Boy falling through the bar onto a human face - forever
i my self is looking for my queen. i am real and looking for a real girl aru that girl? Wut up wit u boo? U a raw hotgurl! Hope we kan start tlkn more! Would like 2 get ta kno u! Holla bak!