Dreaming of my orgasmic flowers ----=-==-====-==-=---- You crawl, piteously. A mountain stamping on a vicious oppressor infests me. In elder times you were sunken , yet still presently they are as sinuous as the children... From now on you are lonely... Has their gothyck dream called to those children? Fangworthy The Wolfboy
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.