zekerich
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| 25 Feb 2012 10:00 PM |
I like to eat pants in the meadows. As the blue and green sun rises. And the pink fluffy bear sings cok-a-doodle-doo. A storm is brewing and I enter my house. I hear the pitter-patter of bunnies hitting the rooftop. As the purple Mice's nostrils flare violently. I escape the storm by riding down the hill on a giant crayon. I am then hit in the head with a piece of yellow broccoli. And am knocked unconscious. I then wake and realize, this is not a dream.
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Menuna
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| Joined: 23 Dec 2010 |
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| 25 Feb 2012 10:04 PM |
| Is this the meaning of life? |
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Kachance
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| Joined: 21 Jan 2009 |
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| 25 Feb 2012 10:06 PM |
| My friends, it is clearly symbolism for the evil that dwells inside all humans. |
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| 25 Feb 2012 10:08 PM |
seems as though you simply typed whatever nonsense wandered into your mind
unless that is what surrealism really is |
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zekerich
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| 25 Feb 2012 10:10 PM |
| A style of art and literature developed principally in the 20th century, stressing the subconscious or nonrational significance of imagery arrived at by automatism or the exploitation of chance effects, unexpected juxtapositions, etc. |
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