Is it one of those magic eye thingys whereby if I strain my eyes it's obviously a dolphin?

Is it one of those magic eye thingys whereby if I strain my eyes it's obviously a dolphin?

It's cool. The lotus page especially. Pretty.

Nevermind!





[This message was edited Thu May 6 13:06:27 2004 by sinisterpentatonic]

JDINTERACTIVE said:

It's net art, click around J.D.

I like the face. It reminds me of a clown.

Oh wow, they got a cartoon Chairman Mau !

This place goes onandonandariston

That's disorienting.

Heheheh

I know that site!

Funny.

You can penetrate that site deply, hehehe
Just like I like it.

It reminds me of THe HOuse Of Leafes, the book

http://www.superbad.com/1...piano.html

This link is my fave

http://www.superbad.com/1...index.html

And this one

http://www.superbad.com/1...index.html

How far are you, Leena?

Dear Everyone,


I'm sorry, I can't write to

each of you individually, but

our family counselor said

it was important to get

this letter out to everyone

as quickly as possible.


It's sad that we have to

send a message like this.

We realize that almost all

of you who gave money to

Little Jay gave it in good

faith, but please, DO NOT

loan Jay Junior any

more money.



Jay Junior wasn't trying to

take advantage of anyone.

He just wanted to be certain

that he was getting enough

foods from the Meat Group.

The meat that can be returned,

will be. The meat that has

already gone bad, Jay Junior

will pay for out of his own

pocket. All of your money

will be returned.

Sincerely,
Viv

This picture of me was taken when I was in heaven. It was fun. I was bathed in a golden light the whole time. They gave me this suit to wear, but I had to give it back the same day.

http://www.superbad.com/1...eaven.html

Bees. Swarming buzzing bees. Tickling temperamental bees. Bees with
pointy painful stingers.

The boy poured honey down his back and shook his buttocks left to right.
The naked crazy boy. He passed by the beehives, jogging not running. Taking
his sweet innocent time, through the grass, toward the white perfumy clover
field. The bees rose in a fuzzy brown boil, filtered out their hive, cleaved
the air like an arrow aiming for honey-dripping bare-bummed Johnny. Little
Johnny boy smiled broad and white, his feet advancing toward the clover, tossing
his hips from side to side, breathless voice issuing forth, "Beeeeez.
Zzzzzzhahahahahaaaaa."

Little Johnny boy slipped a finger between his perspiring crack, taking
away honey as if from the stale edges of a white bread sandwich. Johnny loved
the bees, almost as much as the sticky sweet clinging of honey that formed and
hung like stalactites from his perineum, dripped dripping drops.

The bees closed in. Thousands of bees, their murmuring buzzing chorus
titillating little Johnny boy, stingers angry and shining in the sun, quivering
mad. Johnny jogged toward the clover field, licking his finger of the sweet
sweaty honey. Honeybuns, Johnny thought, and laughed until he fell rolling over
the start of clover. Honeybuns, thought Johnny, and he laughed, giggled, a
smile playing over his bare freckled puss. "Beeeeez!" Johnny exclaimed, as a
fuzzy buzzing cloud converged on little Johnny's honey sticky ass.

The sun rolled in golden fury, and hours later, when it had turned a dark
red, and sunset swollen, little Johnny boy lay stiff and puffy, pink and happy,
dead stinking sweet.

http://www.superbad.com/1...erbee.html

The Soviet Union is history. Who's next?

I was clicking, not sure how far I got. I like it a lot!

Lleena said: