November 17, 2008
few know how powerful pixie magic is. i can testify that it is powerful indeed and that sqweegle w. is the most benifecent and powerful of all practitioners. when tribe wouldn't let me log on he mobilized his pixie army, started a petition, and actually maintained his attention span to carry through, in spite of the many shiny and sparkly things that tou threw in his path. yes, sqweegle forced tribe to let me back on and for that i am ever in his debt. just wish he would put on some pants. with sincerest argh, aunt bea
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February 11, 2008
While the common lawn gnome just sits around watching the grass grow, the yard Pixie is always full of insightful knowledge and wondrous anecdotes.
November 16, 2007
How can one pixie be so small and yet cause such an uproar among the chickens? THE CHICKENS! When I finally rule this planet, Sqweegle will be minister of chickens and "brandy drunk from teacups".
True story. August 16, 2007
Oh how I luv Sqweegle. I'd sit on a mushroom and sip brandy and we would talk about fish or big chickens and wonder why mushrooms always fit you butt nicer when you are munching on something that you can eat with your pinky raised in the air.
A wise surrealist, that Sqweegle.
Unsu...
March 8, 2006
The other day while I was walking to the drug store to pick up a perscription of Vicodin, I stepped in something awful.
It told me it's name was Sqweegle. I hosed it off of my Manolo Blahniks nonetheless.
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Ah, but here we fly
Sat, March 11, 2006 - 4:07 AM
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in a small spin of a spiral circlin' in a far-off corner a everythin' An' here there is Mars, brother body across tha void everythin' there fer carbon-based life. An' then there's Io orbitin' Tha boil a Jupiter. Again, a harbor fer tha fire a life, as here on Earth far below dark unseen in tha vice of tha weight ov tha sea fed from tha maw of volcanic vents forms delicate that melt when pulled from their depths. Volcanos flare far off on Io. An' also in Sol's ... read more
Here in my gardens at outer Whopdahooptaville tha bones a' winter are all a'buddin' out wit' a new skin a' green.
Wed, February 8, 2006 - 9:17 AM
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Beds a'dog-tooth violets fluff up from tha duff an' stuff littered from last season. Tha sweet frog song rises from tha cool dark cornes an' puddles down in tha fen an'upper bog. It is time ta plant tha whipple-peas an' harvest tha first shoots a' blue bacon asperagus. Blue bacon asperagus really makes yer pee smell mighty foul. Steamed fresh an' lathered wit'purple ... read more
January and it's time ta bed,
Sat, January 7, 2006 - 3:35 PM
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Seeds saved from a dead summer Heeble-hops, barley tops, rainbow lettuce head. Violet chunk peas an' flowers for bees, an' out prance my chickens so eager ta please. Big proud full cocks capped wit' red, a proud cock ta take on a ride in a hummer. But really let's talk of elephant squash, lathered wit' swirly squirrel butter sauce.
Still am I stymied when I go into tha local stinky hippie co-op an' ask for some good purple mouse milk ta soak my cheerios in.
Fri, August 26, 2005 - 8:57 PM
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Tha dreadlocked cashier monkey looks at me like I'm some little hippie child lost from his Earth momma who's dippin' in tha chips in tha bulk food section. With her fingers. But back ta purple mouse milk. I strain it through bracken orchid petals ta make a smooth cheese that spreads sweet on salt cod. Not tha fish cod. A pixie cod is a weenie type thing wiggly-j... read more
Tha summer heat has caused my prize Belgian trottin' chickens ta moult early. I tried doin a picture out a tha feathers, an' got glue an' stuff all over my fingers. Then I scratched my head an got feathers stuck up there too.
Mon, August 15, 2005 - 3:05 PM
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I'm hot an' sticky wit' feathers stuck in my head.
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