Look at this. Would we like to spend September discussing fertilizer? The Seattle location would be reminiscent of Sionnsar.
This story is a crock of $hit.
what happened to him?
This thread is useless without ...
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No, wait, it's all right. This thread is useless.
Oh, wait, I know how to kill it.
Flowers
I look at the soil of darkness and putrescence,
How can flowers find sustenance there?
And yet from soil and sunlight they somehow,
Will lift perfection in the air.
The honeybee enjoys the harvest,
And journeys deep in the flower-bell.
She wallows in the joy of life,
While we only get a smell.
NicknamedBob . . . March 28, 2005