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The Sarll Can't Help It
Mar. 17th, 2003 11:03 amShe keeps Moet & Chandon in a pretty cabinet... let them eat cake she said, just like Marie Antionette!!
By the Pillars of Hercules!!
My dear, dear readership, I have the most salacious gossip for you!
I journeyed this weekend to my splendid underwater palace in the wide Sargasso Sea, The Submerged House Beautiful t'wixt the Bimini Plateau and the Azores... You see, dear hearts, I had pressing business concerning a briefcase full of laundered Government money, the arcane secrets of the Lost Ones and the kind of black majick ceremony that only I, Barry Sarll, am qualified to preside over...
Ah, the incessant rise and fall of civilizations, the eternal poetry to be found in destruction - the corrupt worm that shall devour us all!
Ahem, yes, contacted by a shadowy operative I know only as '6', I took an ancient paved roadway to the Azores - the very mountaintops of Atlantis itself! Here I met 3 black cowled figures and conducted them in one of my special Barry Sarll blood and semen soaked rituals... a toast to great victory!
But enough of this idle banter! Afore my services were required this weekend, I was to be seen grooving the night away in the company of casio nihilists The Vichy Government - a superb opportunity for me to flick my fringe in the gay manner to which it is accustomed!
Ra ra ra!!!
By the Pillars of Hercules!!
My dear, dear readership, I have the most salacious gossip for you!
I journeyed this weekend to my splendid underwater palace in the wide Sargasso Sea, The Submerged House Beautiful t'wixt the Bimini Plateau and the Azores... You see, dear hearts, I had pressing business concerning a briefcase full of laundered Government money, the arcane secrets of the Lost Ones and the kind of black majick ceremony that only I, Barry Sarll, am qualified to preside over...
Ah, the incessant rise and fall of civilizations, the eternal poetry to be found in destruction - the corrupt worm that shall devour us all!
Ahem, yes, contacted by a shadowy operative I know only as '6', I took an ancient paved roadway to the Azores - the very mountaintops of Atlantis itself! Here I met 3 black cowled figures and conducted them in one of my special Barry Sarll blood and semen soaked rituals... a toast to great victory!
But enough of this idle banter! Afore my services were required this weekend, I was to be seen grooving the night away in the company of casio nihilists The Vichy Government - a superb opportunity for me to flick my fringe in the gay manner to which it is accustomed!
Ra ra ra!!!
