tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59689402011-04-21T17:26:09.931-07:00strange monkey man blogthing Um...wait this is a publicly owned blog for my inane and random thoughts. Peat Mossnoreply@blogger.comBlogger181100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968940.post-1129085329874412492005-10-11T19:47:00.000-07:002005-10-11T19:48:49.880-07:00cant type much but I do love my sufjian stevens ill talk tommorowPeat Mossnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968940.post-1119451432192182092005-06-22T07:30:00.000-07:002005-06-22T07:43:52.200-07:00The other day I was on the web looking around and I found this site that was about Ninjas.Of course it was a joke.And a rather funny one at that.But some idiots were writing in and saying that it was really retarded and that the person who was doing it didn't know anything about "Ninjas". However right they were here, they obviously didn't get the joke.Some woman wrote in to say how she was a Peat Mossnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968940.post-1104884000745741282005-01-04T16:13:00.000-08:002005-01-04T16:13:20.746-08:00strange monkey man blogthinghiPeat Mossnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968940.post-1104881708329398482005-01-04T15:19:00.000-08:002005-01-04T15:35:08.330-08:00Once apon a time there was a gnome named Throckmorton.He lived in a happy little hole which used to be a rabbit's before
Throckmorton had killed it and eaten it.
Throckmorton liked plucking grass from the ground and laying it around in magical designs on the ground.He also liked to line
the inside of his tunnel with this grass after it had dried.The tunnel was also decorated with delightful Peat Mossnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968940.post-1101094025319223372004-11-21T19:20:00.000-08:002004-11-21T19:27:05.320-08:00hey, this the "book" thing I've worked on a little bit but haen't added to for a while.
I don't now if i'll ever finish it, maybe its to silly.
Here it is any way:
wasps and spoons
"No I dont supose so.But I would like some tea,thank you." said the man with the blueish green
suitecase with yellow curtain fringes and musty orangeish green caseing.
Bill was the man's name,Peat Mossnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968940.post-1091476879422665312004-08-02T12:54:00.000-07:002004-08-02T13:01:19.423-07:00Hello.gonna see Farenhieght 911 tomorrow.Will report then.Peat Mossnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968940.post-1089916363639459892004-07-15T11:31:00.000-07:002004-07-15T11:32:43.640-07:00Hello.I am here in switzerland having fun.I'll go to france tommorow.Peat Mossnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968940.post-1076126663610859362004-02-06T19:59:00.000-08:002004-02-06T20:06:47.530-08:00Puhamas!Peat Mossnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968940.post-1074981245347079812004-01-24T13:44:00.000-08:002004-01-24T13:56:10.373-08:00Today on spam central, I have two fresh new morons who are going to jump off a cliff.Peat Mossnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968940.post-1073074901599607202004-01-02T11:27:00.000-08:002004-01-02T12:21:59.976-08:00today we were traped in our house because of the huge blizzard.Bored to death, I reprogramed our computer only to acidentily slay Arnbold swisscheese man.Naturally, he was angry, but not knowing who had slayed him,was not able to react.And Ringo Starr said "I'm privileged to be one of the Santa-trackers" He is the santa tracker in UK.(www.nordasanta.org to hear his christmas music)
also Paul m. Peat Mossnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968940.post-1070418711320631532003-12-02T18:28:00.000-08:002003-12-02T18:32:01.460-08:00HI! Its me again,jo the buloot.Here are some sites you guys should go to.
www.ringostarr.com
www.paulmackartny.com there really cool.got to go, Alex. Peat Mossnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968940.post-1069284071453481312003-11-19T15:19:00.000-08:002003-11-19T15:21:18.266-08:00Oh, sorry about the first post with a link(it messed up) heres my site.
www.freewebs.com/say-yes just copy and paste this onto your address bar.Peat Mossnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968940.post-1069283758541413302003-11-19T15:11:00.000-08:002003-11-19T15:16:05.426-08:00I wonder if you hear thoughts,or see them.I don't think you can really hear them,and you cant adjust the volume in your head(try screaming,then try talking at normal.its probally the same, according to my studie of me).and I Know most people do'nt see the words spelled out in your head.So I guess its neather,or maybe I'm just crazy. Peat Mossnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968940.post-1069040499871310892003-11-16T19:37:00.000-08:002003-11-16T19:41:45.696-08:00There once was a chariot who was particularly lonely, so he bought weels.His name was Father Please of the bemused presidents.He went to work out at the rouge cappililaries, who was asked to “revise” auntie solinskies condtion.Or in other words run her over.Yes, he was a hit-chariot,and his name was Papon.He had ravishing long hair,and wrote a book called Lessons From Things and The Rules of Peat Mossnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968940.post-1068732280863221352003-11-13T05:47:00.000-08:002003-11-13T06:04:46.296-08:00yep.Its been along week for pappy and me,shoveling coal for our furnace that dose'nt even work(though pappy insists it does),and then our hut burned to the ground so we were stuck in the cold of alska,but atleast Pappy did'nt forget his weel chair.We tried to use the flame to make smoke signals,but that did'nt work, and pappys out there right now trying to get the smoke to make the right shape Peat Mossnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968940.post-1067387406739708772003-10-28T16:26:00.000-08:002003-10-28T16:30:07.840-08:00This is my sick stupid poem so don't say I didn't warn you:
The baby
A poem
Lets go to the infantile and by ourselves a baby
and set up;
You put in the microwave,then you let it cool,
Third you inflate it with a pump,
If it gets run over;we’ll throw it in the dump.
It wasn’t very cheap,I guess it was an impulse buy,
It poped on a needle,or a cacti,I’m not sure,
It kindof blew up,when or were Peat Mossnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968940.post-1067387083646995262003-10-28T16:15:00.000-08:002003-10-28T16:24:44.813-08:00OK, why do we tell kids "Be good and share!", I mean why?what does it matter if a kid dosen't share some thing with some one else? Is it going to teach the kid some bad values so he'll grow up to be a mass murderer or is just some stupid thing baby-sitters from the 80's tell little kids so that they don't have to hear the other kid wine for 10 seconds and then forget what it was he wanted and go Peat Mossnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5968940.post-1066691235216376352003-10-20T16:04:00.000-07:002003-10-20T16:07:15.346-07:00Hi!!MY NAME IS JIMOTHY AND I'M REALLY HAPPY!! DON'T LET ME WORRY YOU!!HIII!!THIS IS THE LINK TO GO BACK OR TO MY SITE!!HERE IT IS!!:Peat Mossnoreply@blogger.com0