It’s been done. Go with something from Walden.
i was thinking war and peace.
just for you naf since you asked so nicely, kind of.
Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth. I sat at a table where were rich food and wine in abundance, and obsequious attendance, but sincerity and truth were not; and I went away hungry from the inhospitable board. The hospitality was as cold as the ices. I thought that there was no need of ice to freeze them. They talked to me of the age of the wine and the fame of the vintage; but I thought of an older, a newer, and purer wine, of a more glorious vintage, which they had not got, and could not buy. The style, the house and grounds and “entertainment” pass for nothing with me. I called on the king, but he made me wait in his hall, and conducted like a man incapacitated for hospitality. There was a man in my neighborhood who lived in a hollow tree. His manners were truly regal. I should have done better had I called on him.
i like this as well.
Hermit. I cannot resist. My brown bread will soon be gone. I will go with you gladly soon, but I am just concluding a serious meditation. I think that I am near the end of it. Leave me alone, then, for a while. But that we may not be delayed, you shall be digging the bait meanwhile. Angleworms are rarely to be met with in these parts, where the soil was never fattened with manure; the race is nearly extinct. The sport of digging the bait is nearly equal to that of catching the fish, when one’s appetite is not too keen; and this you may have all to yourself today. I would advise you to set in the spade down yonder among the ground-nuts, where you see the johnswort waving. I think that I may warrant you one worm to every three sods you turn up, if you look well in among the roots of the grass, as if you were weeding. Or, if you choose to go farther, it will not be unwise, for I have found the increase of fair bait to be very nearly as the squares of the distances.
Wiki articles!
Peek, first, thanks for going with my request!
Second, I have found the best thing for you to quote.
ee cummings poems
They fit you perfectly.
[quote=“peekercpa, post:1619, topic:555493”]
I think I’m insulted…
just because it has boobs and laying in between legs.
between the breasts
of bestial
Marj lie large
men who praise
Marj’s cleancornered strokable
body these men’s
fingers toss trunks
shuffle sacks spin kegs they
curl
loving
around
beers
the world has
these men’s hands but their
bodies big and boozing
belong to
Marj
the greenslim purse of whose
face opens
on a fatgold
grin
hooray
hoorah for the large
men who lie
between the breasts
of bestial Marj
for the strong men
who
sleep between the legs of Lil
[quote=“Suburban_Plankton, post:1627, topic:555493”]
well we can’t have that, can we?
unvote
vote burby/puffy
neta:
the above quotes from walden pond were obviously directed at idle, not naf.
and for oy!
woot the fucking woot.
I’m really doing well in this game, aren’t I. :rolleyes:
Vote peeker
Thanks. I feel like part of the family now.
Something just occurred to me. If peeker has some kind of “nullify all votes cast against him” sort of ability, then I just screwed myself
and now i am glad at where my final vote landed. skim much?
i already said i was niller town, fcs.
i think i need to get meeko to help me translate this one.
dead every enourmous piece
of nonsense which itself must call
a state submicroscopic is-
compared with pitying terrible
some alive individual
ten centuries of original soon
or make it ten times ten are more
than not entitled to complain
-plunged in eternal now if who’re
by the five nevers of a lear
I think we’re lucky the Day is ending early…
I’m appropriately amused. Love ya peeks.
Yes, you have said that. And I already said that I think you’re a lying Scumbag.
I hope you don’t need me to draw you a picture; ASCII Art was never my strongest subject.
I’m with you. Want to share the popcorn while reading?
They are quite tasty.
As cookie already said: The ghost stole the brie…
But the popcorn are still very nice 
This ghost wants a poker game.
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I never did go behind your back in Malazan.
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You did?
:eek:
:mad:
Meh, that was the game I guess.
I still have 215 PM’s in my inbox over there from that game. About 200 of those are from you.