Experimental, impressionistic sub-paragraph tumblin' (think obstsalat)


Riesenrad 2

But the bottles are done,
We’ve killed each one
And the table’s full and overflowed.
And the corner sign
Says it’s closing time,
So I’ll bid farewell and be down the road.
— Bob Dylan, Restless Farewell

19:49 <benny> das ist ja hier wie german-bash, nur live.
Feuerwerk 4
19:12 <^Th|ef^> hi
19:12 <^Th|ef^> I'm endo
19:12 <^Th|ef^> don't kill me
19:12 <^Th|ef^> please

You’ve gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you’re gonna have to get used to it
— Bob Dylan, Like A Rolling Stone