Magicians and Witches are as distant as iguanas in Galapagos and dragons in Komodo. The only time we cross paths is when the taxonomical lumpers don't scooch us together. No wonder magicians are mesmerized by the loud glare of rel. forums whereas witches prefer the soft glow of enpg.
Wanted : New IL mates. M/F/O : No bar Preference: more crazy, witty, quirky, nonsensical yet charming and less or none of e&g prerequisites!! Contact: The dens of IL, passcode #root.
Here is some Vogon poetry for you: Freud is passé, Bebop is classy. Lysistrata has vocals in tons Leia has charm in buns. Are you in? Cross our heart to the immortal sin You know the path Bring along your cloak and hat. Will be one hell of a hike Look forward to your traffic spike
My dear Fair Cimorene, Good Lady of Shalott, Queen of Tempered Lands. I see your outreached hand and accept it But do beware, this rose has its thorns.
Sirrah, Knight Errant, Or the Wiccan in a Tyrant, Guardian of the Dark Side of the Moon, King of Satirical Lampoons, I accept your thorny hand and pull it But do caution, this redhead has her horns.
how come the world sniffs all my safe hiding places?? I haven't gotten over the fact that she is dead, don't get me started! Am still mourning her loss! ha ha no it lives! Oh Hi by the way! H r ya?
Oops! Sorry. Didn't mean to intrude. I'm doing well. Hope you are too. Will leave you in peace now. : )
