Godel - 10:52 p.m. , 2009-03-22 awake - 8:31 p.m. , 2008-08-20 Auspicious Omens - 3:06 p.m. , 2007-07-19 the never - 12:03 p.m. , 2007-07-18 vbs - 855788 , dfbhhj A bright, sunny day somewhere... two people walking beside a river glowing golden in the afternoon. Who are these people? Who knows? The man points out something on the river to the woman... ahh, of course, a fish jumping after a fly... how lovely, how bucolic, a perfect day. The couple laugh softly at some shared secret that we are not privy to, and abruptly the man picks up the woman and throws her into the water-- SPLASH! Has he gone mad? Apparently. The woman shrieks and thrashes about, but it's quite safe as the river is slow-moving and only up to her waist. Perhaps thinking better of his rash act, the man strips off his shirt and pants and jumps into the river. Or maybe he notices her hard, dark nipples straining against the wet fabric of her white blouse. She begins shouting things at him, filthy things, all the while splashing water at him. The laughs heartily as he approaches. Maybe he likes women to swear at him, it's unclear at this point. It's entirely possible that these two people have had too much to drink. In a swift motion, the woman circles the man and jumps on his back, cradling his head none too gently in a headlock. The man slips, falls into the water, the woman quickly regaining her footing while she playfully holds his head under the water for thirty seconds or maybe five minutes. When she lets him up for air, his lips are blue and he is no longer laughing. She reaches down to his crotch under water and caresses his manhood, pulling his head to hers as she gives him a long kiss. It's almost as if she were performing some sort of resuscitation. Later, as he's taking her from behind in the middle of the river, a marching band goes by on the path. The couple wave merrily at the band members. The bandmembers wave merrily at the fornicating couple. The river current picks up the fucking couple and carries them gently downstream past farms and villages and cities, and everywhere they go, the people along the bank wave to them and shout encouragement and helpful tips. Eventually, they go someplace else and do other stuff, but I forget what, exactly. The End.
stupid story
Main Entry: plas�tic�i�ty
Pronunciation: pla-'sti-s&-tE
Function: noun
Date: circa 1783
1 : the quality or state of being plastic; especially : capacity for being molded or altered
2 : the ability to retain a shape attained by pressure deformation
3 : the capacity of organisms with the same genotype to vary in developmental pattern, in phenotype, or in behavior according to varying environmental conditions
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wicked old stuff