Despertei um dia, via que chovia mas sentia que não podia.... nada podia, nada seria, apenas sonho viria
sexta-feira, 28 de janeiro de 2011
turnips and creation
Giovani was strolling through the streets of Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, singing joyous songs in Estonian and debuting his newly purchased pink walking shoes when, suddenly, a giant bipedal carnivorous nymphomaniac flower dashed wildly in his direction and,grabbed in one single blow, his legs. The strong teeth of the carnivorous bipedal giant nymphomaniac flower easily teared the legs off Giovanni, who was lying on the ground moaning in pain in a pool of blood and loose guts. But the pain of the poor lad did not be long as soon as his head was crushed by the foot of a green elephant, that was passing by the place leading the militia of post-radioactive mamals who would soon duel against the transgenic beings of neo-Nazist botany for the control of oilfields of the Middle East. However, as the biochemistry of contact between these beings involved in the battle was inexplicable, all the brave warriors of both sides were transported to a parallel, very compact dimension, and there turnips grew everywhere with extreme speed. Soon the uncontrollable turnips occupied all the space of the infamous dimension and the mammals post-radioactive, togheter with the transgenic beings of neo-Nazist botany, were fused to the absolute turnip which exploded and gave birth to the universe.
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Saudade aqui também! Vê se volta, chê, mas depois do verão. O forninho é o mesmo!
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