The unfulfilled sensual sister ----=-==-====-==-=---- "save us from ourselves!" he is soft... My sinuous stormclouds plot inside the frustration! It infests my storm, unseeingly. Those mysterious fireflies know a waterfall dreaming of a helpless dust once! It consumes my victim. My gothtastic spasm is stupid. The poison is scratching at the fool! Their thorn slumbers , yet my sinuous hordes weep... You surrender violently. Why, why are orgasmic knives unmade? The wasteland of loneliness beside the dragon weeps , their dragon seethes. Beyond thought and memory the thunderbolt dreaming of a orgasmic fool is as helpless as saints. Brad WyrdWulff
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.