Dec 04 2006
Week 200
Luna Nina mutters
- Hello ::
- Flinstone ::
- Corn ::
- Interview ::
- Deviant ::
- Concept ::
- Bridge ::
- Karen ::
- Encounter ::
- Biological ::
Mine’ll be, as usual, under the cut.
Imagine being in solitary confinement for three whole years! Isn’t that cruel and unusual punishment?
- Hello :: is it me you’re looking for
- Flinstone :: Wilma!
- Corn :: starch
- Interview :: with a vampire
- Deviant :: behaviour
- Concept :: ual design
- Bridge :: over troubled waters
- Karen :: school
- Encounter :: close
- Biological :: weapons
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Hello :: again
Flinstone :: “Willlmaaaaa!”
Corn :: Husker
Interview :: Magazine
Deviant :: sexual
Concept :: ion
Bridge :: over the river Kwai
Karen :: Carpenter
Encounter :: Close
Biological :: clock
Hello :: g’bye
Flinstone :: Fred!
Corn :: huskers
Interview :: I want a real job.
Deviant :: sexual
Concept :: time sucker
Bridge :: over Madison County
Karen :: on my thesis committee
Encounter :: aliens
Biological :: clock
No, I can’t really imagine. Nor can I imagine leaving my cell for one day with noise-cancelling earphones and blacked-out goggles.
1. Hello ::, goodbye
2. Flinstone ::Fred
3. Corn ::Children
4. Interview ::with a vampire
5. Deviant ::so?
6. Concept ::design
7. Bridge ::cantilever
8. Karen ::Mulder
9. Encounter ::Close, of the third kind
10. Biological ::aberration
Hello :: is it me you’re looking for?
Flinstone :: Fred
Corn :: ball
Interview :: with a vampire
Deviant :: behaviour
Concept :: high
Bridge :: Over the River Kwai
Karen :: Blixean
Encounter :: of the third kind
Biological :: father
Talking about cruel and unusual punishment - I was in the ‘Joy today. It’s actually gotten worse since my last visit in 2001. The smell, the overcrowding, the filth, the complete disregard of basic human rights… I was prepared for it since I’d been there before but I still retched at the sight of the toilets.
Christ.
Heh, everyone has gone with the Flintstones’ association.