And if cows were real, I would get drunk and then sober again and go and lie down among them in the morning-dew wet field. And they would lick and rub my feet in a concerned fashion.
Because if cows were real, and if I were too, then perhaps I would be the sort of guy that cows would be concerned about, were I to lie down among them, soberly, in the morning dew.
P(re).S. Managed it manually for now, panick over.
Anyone know if it’s possible to arrange all friends by the date they were last active?
Umm on the stumbleupon friends list I mean, not in real life, that would be a bit weird. Hm although….
Maybe later, but anyhoo just so that I can defriendinate some inactive people from my list, and add people who have added me more recently… otherwise I feel all guilty and uncaring…
And if we weren’t there, where were we?
What sun shone?
what bees buzzed?
what trees were the shore to the sea of the breeze?
what stream spoke mellifluously in white noise voices?
when was summer?
For 10 points please bob.
Sometimes the ‘I like it!’ default stumble favourite comment seems horribly innapropriate, unless perhaps SpitOutTheSuffer really is a flatline junkie?
Quite tempted to create a page somewhere with a title something like “Having my teeth ripped out by enraged mutant iguanas” so that I can ‘I like it!’ as well.
Industrial Music is an inspired and meaningful category for this page though, the AI that categorises our humble stumbles is truly learning and becoming deeply insightful, as it reminds us that as the tarot reveals: Death is change. The dark contrapuntal melody in the music of that industry we call life.
Although most people would consider an accidental self miniturisation via microwave/universal remote combination incident – especially if it were followed by a week lost in the sugar bowl, a Very Bad Thing Indeed….
With this photo Bojan Stepancic has managed to completely reverse his fortune and has turned the whole event into an unmitigated success.
And the dentists say that not all his teeth will have to be completely replaced either. So that’s not too bad then.
Nothing to see here.
This comment exists for the sole purpose of moving the bridge back on top of the cows and my foot.
His page is still the ultimate triumph of form over functionality, but the pictures make it all worthwhile.
Anyone with magical powers want to transport me to Lithuania? preferable giving me enough warning to put on my boots and jacket and time to grab camera and batteries…
I’ll be ever so greatful.
Imagine I’ve just deleted elle-ba again…
Dead handy this though, I now know where I am, all that’s left is to work out is who? why? how? when? what? and mintcake anyone?
It all seems like good innocent fun till someone starts lobbing mustard gas shells at you…
