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stringeddream: tell me a bed-night story
aardvarkanne: *looks in bed-night story book*
aardvarkanne: once upon a time
aardvarkanne: there was a guy called sage
aardvarkanne: and another guy called dallas
aardvarkanne: and they got this here idea into their heads, to make a site
aardvarkanne: but this wasn't just any old site, no it wasn't
aardvarkanne: they wanted to make a site where people could ramble and pontificate in a bee-you-tiful sea of blue
aardvarkanne: and it would attract not geeks or nerds or normal people, or any of the typical demographics
aardvarkanne: it'd attract skites
stringeddream: Skites?
aardvarkanne: skites.
aardvarkanne: paper sails
stringeddream: wooow
aardvarkanne: paper sails
To catch the winds of our expression
The nothingness that is our expression, the wanting-to-be-somethingness that it represents
Inseparable from these expressions are the rules of order found in their chaos
Like the strings that keep blatherskites tied to the ground
aardvarkanne: and somehow, they knew it would
aardvarkanne: and then it did, and for seven years they walked the earth
aardvarkanne: flitting around in a seeeeeeea of blue
aardvarkanne: like penguins
aardvarkanne: (yes. penguins.)
aardvarkanne: and sage and dallas went elsewhere, and newdream.net became an awesome hosting company... but its lonely little subdomain blather lived on
aardvarkanne: and then
aardvarkanne: i don't know what happens next
stringeddream: neato story
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