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| Llamadance |
Posted - 03/11/2007 : 03:44:55
On the back of the astounding news that Fruit Flies break down fat in a similar way to humans here:
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/health/6433463.stm
and that they actually do have something akin to a liver, I had a strange image of insects flying about with invisible livers giving them the aero-ability that their wings can't give them. You know, how insects shouldn't be able to fly.
Here's an artists impression.....
What are your strange imaginations.......artistic representations are encouraged.
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| fbc |
Posted - 04/17/2007 : 15:07:27
i couldn't resist |
| coastline |
Posted - 04/17/2007 : 15:00:11
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. Can't wait to use this.
EDIT: I just used it. But it occurred to me that, to be really comprehensive about it would be a monumental task. I'd have 9,000+ posts to catch up on, and then I'd have to follow him around the board all the time -- and I mean ALL the time. It might be easier if Carl just made it part of his sig. Love you, Carl.
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| fbc |
Posted - 04/17/2007 : 14:59:01
In the name of stating the obvious, through lack of imagination, my mind brings you
 ta-da!
Use at will.
I wanted to post this in vilainde's thread but couldn't bring myself to kick a man while he's down
(see http://forum.frankblack.net/topic.asp?TOPIC_ID=18049) |
| Newo |
Posted - 03/16/2007 : 08:32:14
nice picture Steve, saw some connections you'd made that I hadn't seen in the story.
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| jackruby |
Posted - 03/13/2007 : 08:07:53
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| Llamadance |
Posted - 03/12/2007 : 15:02:20
great pic jackruby
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| Llamadance |
Posted - 03/12/2007 : 15:00:17
not particularly inspired, but here's my interpretation of Newo's story.....
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| Newo |
Posted - 03/12/2007 : 13:43:03
p.s. Llamasteve, paint away.
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| Newo |
Posted - 03/12/2007 : 13:42:29
Fuck yeah!
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| jackruby |
Posted - 03/12/2007 : 13:37:40
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| pixiestu |
Posted - 03/12/2007 : 10:48:58
Strange thread.
"The arc of triumph" |
| Llamadance |
Posted - 03/12/2007 : 07:15:56
That kind of reminds me of A Clockwork Orange, but maybe it's a lazy comparison. Is there method in the madness? I like it, you get more each time you read it. Can I interpret it through the medium of MS Paint?
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| Newo |
Posted - 03/12/2007 : 03:15:25
nice topic Alarmarsteve. I don't have paint Em Ess-ness so here's a story, sotospeak:
Record and set about, scrubbed however, and it is the slippery symbolic wipe than anything else, my away this morning ground a cup. Price chic, I said, laying my hand on her leg, squeezing you'll find it easy was high. She had bought herself a new grinder, a boxy keep a of days, slope from Brothers sponged, and you pay for oldworld. I guess silvergreen tingled and jumped involuntarily out of her lap. Then she eyes flaring you-have-got-to-be-joking as she pointed at my hand, which clean place. Miss a couple stuffed, stacked, shone, grounds worth half then on in. I put on a Mills whom cheeks wooden doodad I said. Works about as well too, I suspect is a witch, padded downstairs. The colour in her with an impish. Ayup, tumbledried. At the a final brass crank on top. Doesn't it look like something from the Civil War? she said day and to, scraped, buffed, glued hung so immense I chiselled, wiped, whipped, dusted bit every precise moment I gave the kitchen counter screwed, flung, on the couch. silence flopped down girlfriend fortyfive minutes however, and it is the slippery tossed, teased, hung, cleaning up, a. I swept, mopped of the room. The record ended she said, glid out, and a Ros, she said. Fortyfive count 'em task the equal of Whatsisphus drained, wipe, more a flatmate's I slaved.
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| Llamadance |
Posted - 03/11/2007 : 16:44:26
I am disappointed in the imagination of strangers :(
c'mon. have a weird thought (which admittedly can't be forced), draw it using MSpaint, host the pic and post it with a description.
It'll be fun. Wooo.
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