Lieber Sandmann flew them to the Gates of Lemon.
Stejar Strahl: What does this sign mean? Not suitable for under age of 3 or over 3?
Eiseemi Laxi: Never mind the sign. The tormentor of the insomniacs is already gone back to Demokratisches Dreamland Realm.
If I were you I'd be more concerned about the dog above you.
Raisin-faced doggy: Mosh your heads to drop the sand!
Eye-liner doggy: It's time for lemoneye!
Stejar Strahl: Thanks a lot, we are quite thirsty...
Eye-liner doggy: I meant put the slices of lemon on your eyes.
Raisin-faced doggy: Go on. Talk to the Hand!
Eiseemi Laxi: I can't see, somebody turned out the lights.
Stejar Strahl: I'd rather be running in sleepsand than lying under this drooling thing.
Never Clever Hand: You want the ring?
Stejar Strahl: Yes!
Never Clever Hand: Ring, ring, the happiest find of them all!
Eiseemi Laxi: But it's a wrong ring!
Never Clever Hand: Ring, ring, I stare at the phone on the wall.
Stejar Strahl: We were searching for a green ring.
Never Clever Hand: It doesn't matter what it looks like. Use your imagination. It is the core that matters.
Stejar Strahl: Well, Hemmo Mikko never wasn't so fussy anyway. And he is quite happy with his Swedish ponylove.
Never Clever Hand: I promise you with this ring, you will find your thing.
Eiseemi Laxi: Actually I'm quite bored of the rings. Could you help us to find my turtle?
Never Clever Hand: It's inside of...
Raisin-faced doggy: Lights on, lemons off.
Eye-liner doggy: Waky waky!
To be continued...
8 comments:
Mmm. Sparkling, effervescent, citrusy - a cool, refreshing Superlonic tonic. Just right for a hot day like today. Heaven knows, I'm not so miserable now :)
(It was a Morrisey reference, wasn't it? I first read it as Their world is full of smashing bones, which also kind of rang a bell, so now I'm not too sure).
It's +24 C here too, finally...
You seemed to have some lively occasional imposter party yesterday in your blog (?)
(Yep, it is Morrissey. No crashing bones, though :)
Hurrah! You are alive. I thouight some Norse semi-god had dragged you away.
Nice Abba quote in the middle there too.
I meant to leave it as just those first three comments, but then it sort of spiralled...
Not 4'33": a haven for seabird-botherers. Apparently. Whatever they might be.
I loved todays Superlon Mystery - bravo Miss Fox!
That dog looks like Churchill, the insurance salesman. Oh, yes.
Dave; Put a Norse and a Finn somewhere. Finn winns. I have just been outside seeing the sudden summer.
OPC; the black grouse has apparently pestered you again. Whatever that might be.
Mimi; Thanks again :)
IP; It has been too cold before for outdoor shooting, but now I could...
Oh, I use the red brakeless just in the countryside. I use my lovely lapiz lazulish-shaded Kuwahara for city-driving.
S-C; it does a bit actually :)
I agree with S-C too.
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