French Twister

Friday February 23, 2001 11:33 p.m. Quote, "Late last night,   a tornado from  the 'couple'-ing  of  'air' -ings of  pressure felt,  duly delt made visible   the  per-ceivable                                              that bounced to wind, pronounced like kind,   words-n-words,  said and heard; emotions swerved   counter-clock,  back and wise   like often done if the sun lies in lies,  I mean in skies of northern realm. With  atrocity, velocity spun around  and  then touched down, exploding   from insufficient  vents,       con          den           sat    ions of ACT II corn  popped everywhere, here and there, upon the floor, upon the door  of which you hit, and rightly spit no more, no more, NO MORE of it! Storming out and down the stairs with quietness there and no despair, you hit the Link to read and think, but Mr. Gates with dire straights made you wait, so, giving in or giving up the stairs you climbed to only find, oh nevermind, you'll never guess not with your best,   the language of the old and young in foreign tongue - 'loving birds' translating words, his and hers in vow sounds."                     unquote! Saturday February 24, 2001 00:01 a.m.