claire eats the lemon peel, the orange
peel, allways finish her glasses of wine,
and afterwards runs singing in the
streets, and forgot being a vegetarian.
some people call that being polite. thank
you, claire. love shark.
claire and i have 7 different worlds that
we communicate with each other within
and few of them ever seem to intersect.
welcome to number 8: the friendster
testimonial.
claire is the blood that feeds the blood-
drinking robot that burns the flame of
genius
Giant squid are the largest cephalopod (octopus,
cuttlefish, squid) and the largest mollusk. Many
people know that they are hunted by sperm
whales. This is fascinating to most of us,
because the giant squid can be as long as the
sperm whale that is hunting it. Our imaginations
can go wild imagining the fight between the
two...literally wild.
--whale times
claire thinks she's a punk, but she's
actually a flamboyant french beauty with
transgressive aesthetics, and once she
said that we're tredding on clouds as we
walk because the sky starts down
here...
it is in everyones' interest to understand
that claire and i share a complete and
unspoken (until now) bond over the
devastatingly true emotion of undying
motherly love. --fermer mermer
The other night I was at this total serious
party, and I ran into claire who was
mourning the death of Rodney
Dangerfield, explaining that his genius
had extended beyond the realm of
comedy and that he literally "Can't get
no respect". I mentioned that she might
want to look into the death of Jacques
Derrida, for he was true gentleman and
scholar. Upon which she called me a
francophile and then insulted my Capri
pants and leather gucci sandals.
Though she didn't say it outright, I
believe she was infering that I was euro-
trash; so with un grand noblige I
responded by calling her a racist. We
pretty much haven't talked since. Thank
god for Friendster, or I might not even
know she was still alive.
Testimonials and Comments for Claire
peel, allways finish her glasses of wine,
and afterwards runs singing in the
streets, and forgot being a vegetarian.
some people call that being polite. thank
you, claire. love shark.
though you don't know it yet.
we communicate with each other within
and few of them ever seem to intersect.
welcome to number 8: the friendster
testimonial.
claire is the blood that feeds the blood-
drinking robot that burns the flame of
genius
cuttlefish, squid) and the largest mollusk. Many
people know that they are hunted by sperm
whales. This is fascinating to most of us,
because the giant squid can be as long as the
sperm whale that is hunting it. Our imaginations
can go wild imagining the fight between the
two...literally wild.
--whale times
actually a flamboyant french beauty with
transgressive aesthetics, and once she
said that we're tredding on clouds as we
walk because the sky starts down
here...
that claire and i share a complete and
unspoken (until now) bond over the
devastatingly true emotion of undying
motherly love. --fermer mermer
party, and I ran into claire who was
mourning the death of Rodney
Dangerfield, explaining that his genius
had extended beyond the realm of
comedy and that he literally "Can't get
no respect". I mentioned that she might
want to look into the death of Jacques
Derrida, for he was true gentleman and
scholar. Upon which she called me a
francophile and then insulted my Capri
pants and leather gucci sandals.
Though she didn't say it outright, I
believe she was infering that I was euro-
trash; so with un grand noblige I
responded by calling her a racist. We
pretty much haven't talked since. Thank
god for Friendster, or I might not even
know she was still alive.