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Bêthberry · 02-20-2003, 11:29 AM

"Is this a Tofu I see before me?" queried O Lando, who still had not yet found his Foster Grants.

"I am Tofu's spirit at least," answered the starving steed, "for this to, too solid flesh is withering and I am doomed for a certain term to walk the Workmud in fast in search of Halfullion's grass."

"What alas! Have foul crimes been done? Is our Lord Gormlessar done away?" bespoke Bloom.

"But that I am forbid to tell the secrets of the prison-house, I could unfold a tale to harrow up your soul. If thou didst ever the Lord Gormlessar love--"

"Oh God!" ennunciated O Lando.

"Avenge his most foul and unnatural kidnap."

"Kidnap! Haste me know that with feet as swift as the thoughts of love and arrows as twangy as any space wars sword I may avenge this foul deed."

"First feed me," negotiated Tofu. Whereupon they scoured the greenwood for succulent sustenance and O Lando did commend Tofu for his poetic turn of voice, attempting to do justice to the Lord HighHairdresslessar, who he had hoped would market the L'oréal line of products.

'Alas, poor Halfie! I knew him well, in an old manner of speaking. A man of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. He hath borne me--"

"There's room for only one good poet here and I am he," retorted Tofu.

"So be it, noble Steed. Let us hence to the camp. Your telling's the thing wherein we shall catch the conscience of the Itship. Thence let us take arms against the slings and arrows of this outrageous kidnap and so by opposing the orcs to--"

"For pity's sake, desist!" begged the equitable equine. "Or I'll challenge you to a skate boarding duel the likes of which you'll never see in any movie."

O Lando recoiled with this raucous rebuff and, feeling rebuked, retorted with a reboundingly retiring, "Lead on, McTofu."

02-20-2003, 11:29 AM	#119
Bêthberry Cryptic Aura Join Date: May 2002 Posts: 6,003	"Is this a Tofu I see before me?" queried O Lando, who still had not yet found his Foster Grants. "I am Tofu's spirit at least," answered the starving steed, "for this to, too solid flesh is withering and I am doomed for a certain term to walk the Workmud in fast in search of Halfullion's grass." "What alas! Have foul crimes been done? Is our Lord Gormlessar done away?" bespoke Bloom. "But that I am forbid to tell the secrets of the prison-house, I could unfold a tale to harrow up your soul. If thou didst ever the Lord Gormlessar love--" "Oh God!" ennunciated O Lando. "Avenge his most foul and unnatural kidnap." "Kidnap! Haste me know that with feet as swift as the thoughts of love and arrows as twangy as any space wars sword I may avenge this foul deed." "First feed me," negotiated Tofu. Whereupon they scoured the greenwood for succulent sustenance and O Lando did commend Tofu for his poetic turn of voice, attempting to do justice to the Lord HighHairdresslessar, who he had hoped would market the L'oréal line of products. 'Alas, poor Halfie! I knew him well, in an old manner of speaking. A man of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. He hath borne me--" "There's room for only one good poet here and I am he," retorted Tofu. "So be it, noble Steed. Let us hence to the camp. Your telling's the thing wherein we shall catch the conscience of the Itship. Thence let us take arms against the slings and arrows of this outrageous kidnap and so by opposing the orcs to--" "For pity's sake, desist!" begged the equitable equine. "Or I'll challenge you to a skate boarding duel the likes of which you'll never see in any movie." O Lando recoiled with this raucous rebuff and, feeling rebuked, retorted with a reboundingly retiring, "Lead on, McTofu." __________________ I’ll sing his roots off. I’ll sing a wind up and blow leaf and branch away.