Wednesday, 23 November 2005

Gobble Gobble; or, Gobble Gobble Gobble

Gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble, gobble gobble gobble gobble.[1]  Gobble gobble gobble gobble—gobble  gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble—gobble  gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble.  Gobble gobble gobble, gobble  gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble.  Gobble gobble, gobble gobble:

Gobble gobble gobble gobble  gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble.  Gobble gobble gobble.  Gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble, gobble  gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble  gobble gobble gobble.  Gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble,  gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble. [2]

Gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble.  Gobble gobble gobble: gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble.  Gobble gobble gobble gobble.  Gobble, gobble gobble, gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble.  Gobble  gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble;  gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble,  gobble gobble.   Gobble  gobble gobble gobble,  gobble gobble gobble.

[1] Gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble, gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble.  Gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble.  Gobble gobble. 

[2] Gobble gobble gobble.

[Gobble gobble gobble gobble.]

Gobbles
By Gobbles
Nov 23, 2005 11:38:26 PM | Weblogs

5 Comments

Adam Roberts

Munch munch munch. Swallow.
Mmmm.

Posted by: Adam Roberts | Thursday, 24 November 2005 at 11:46 AM

Beth Black

R-O-L-A-I-D-S

Posted by: Beth Black | Friday, 25 November 2005 at 01:54 PM

Turkey Troll

Gobble?! Gobble gobble gobble gobble! Gobble gobble, gobble gobble gobble, shithead. Gobble gobble gobble John Bruce gobble--gobble gobble gobble...

Posted by: Turkey Troll | Saturday, 26 November 2005 at 05:49 PM

eb

I didn't realize that "blah" was a German word.

Posted by: eb | Saturday, 25 November 2006 at 12:28 AM

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