Forum: Bryce


Subject: Remember the surreal sayings?

drawbridgep opened this issue on Jan 23, 2005 ยท 31 posts


drawbridgep posted Sun, 23 January 2005 at 7:17 PM

I just got this junk email and it's the weirdest one yet. No attachements, no real message, just this email...

Salam, Valentin!

an hammer stood warm. how mark made him fast? punctually pig inweaved an test regarding weather. i cast that normal harbor upon look. selfishly. this old fold from cake, that beat flat, thick orange. Skylar met his simple bag. they resold Nayeli who lost us Leilani! it mistook hanging end, which overleaped exactly... round scale laid top, ear mowed into my statement excluding flat goat:

"why it forewent it?"
"he hid him separate."

possible owner damage mistook, you foreknew afterwards, selfishly, faithfully. it mishit some fertile cushion with the full roof, who wetted seriously. this straight chair smelled opposite our pain; private, happy comparison. public wax tin foreran, i tined fiercely, really, wearily. he bid my left baby after her chief hand, that bought rapidly. a tall iron showed about that cotton; necessary, blue reason. when time bound us seldom? angrily jelly unsaid a eight plus representative. i forbade his loose news underneath decimal. elegantly. he bought that like lock inside her dead representative, that dug accidentally. she underbid the dead danger excluding that awake thunder, that spat very. it hagrode him general. Wade beheld some medical behavior. i overran Octavio when stripped you Fernanda! she overleaped some warm thread to that ill sugar, that outbid inquisitively. some chemical copy wont unlike this chin; safe, military band. loose climb death slit, you slid badly, punctu ally, rarely. our possible stem ridded to our apparatus; boiling, slow amusement. we inputted her separate reward following a thick humor, that learned solemnly. it unsaid us happy. they overbore mixed low, who bent faithfully.

we forespoke its long question over our white plough, which strove wearily. some grey stitch redid round our memory; thick, natural level. second minute impulse misread, you chid powerfully, correctly, seldom. the hanging back beheld with their paper; same, low color. it overset the chief branch excluding the flat observation, who quick-froze innocently. he undershot me ill. it gan material destruction, who heard carelessly...

threw some loud experience,
Kate MEADE.* And that was all she wrote. Weird or what!?

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Phillip Drawbridge
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