GridcosmLevel 131 of 4091
Started on Jul 31, 1997.
Completed on Aug 01, 1997.
Grid poemIt's a bit late to be phoning but, breach breach breach ! " the frustrated Chinese launderer screamed at Marsha, Marcia, Marsha, the neurotic, cross-dressing mathematician smothered in garlic chutney. She could see the advice in purely picturesque terms above the couple flying the palms and stringy bits of 256 color weather... But, to be honest, he never figured out what to make of those bad feelings that were always sneaking up on his backside.
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This is Gridcosm engine version 2.931.