Bert slowly drooled his way along the dockside.
The stench of effluent and raw herring filling his hairy and misshapen nose, he blasted out in a hail of splather the phrase “Fursssstistyglip” to the muscular and tattooed gentleman of a naval persuasion standing in front of him.

“How much?” enquired the swaggering tar. “Glistball!” came the reply.

“The planet Mars approaches” was Bert’s last though as he dropped to his scabby knees towards salty oblivion.

Sorry, it's only 75. But I hope it is enough.
(Potty Jag har smör i min rumpspringa, Thu 7 May 2009, 22:31, 1 reply, 16 years ago)

very good.
perhaps expand upon this? See me after class.
(Poppet some assembly required., Thu 7 May 2009, 22:36, Reply)

Something to do at work tomorrow.
Not like I'm actually going to be working.

May I ask what extra urricular activities you wish to undertake?
(Potty Jag har smör i min rumpspringa, Thu 7 May 2009, 22:38, Reply)

why english literature of course
comparitive texts to give you ideas of how to expand and enhance your writing.
(Poppet some assembly required., Thu 7 May 2009, 22:47, Reply)

Most excellent.
I have felt a distinct tightness in literary bounds recently.
(Potty Jag har smör i min rumpspringa, Thu 7 May 2009, 22:48, Reply)