1000 More Reasons You Are Addicted to Narniafans

349。When you whack Glen on the head for obvious reasons.

348。When you dance with desolate winds because they're lonely. Un-desolate winds don't need anyone to dance with, they're happy enough.

347。*sways happily to the forgotten winds*
 
346. When you whack Lossy on the head for obvious reasons: namely, if she wants to be the good angel of the lonely, she should have started with the Lonely Banana, whose loneliness is much more serious, having caused universal havoc in the Glorious Food II thread.
345. When you wonder if Dufferbuffin baked Lossy's little chocolate circles....
344。When you are evil and steal a little circle....
 
343。Dost thou not know that I am partial to winds? For who loveth bananas when the breath of a storm is in the air?

342。I ban thee for thy theft of little circles, thou villian!

341。*glareth at butterfly*
 
340. Dost thou not know that the mighty bananas of the past fly in the winds that thou lovest? Thou wilt be smitten in the nose if thou do not show love and compassion to their lonely descendant. Be wise, O wooden one.
339. Thou shouldest not glare at the butterfly, for upon its golden wings it doth carry thy little circle to thee.
 
338。'Tis but an old wives' tale, my friend. And I tell thee truly, I would ne'er mistreat thy beloved banana. 'Tis only that I loveth the winds far more, and 'tis the banana-less winds that I love...

337。Had I not already eaten the lil' circle? And know ye not what a butterfly is? The cry of a fellow duffer that falleth from a cliff. Wouldst thou love a creature who bareth such message?

336。When one loveth to ponder duffer lore.
 
335. When your heart is warmed by the reappearance of "Shakespearian" (though you should know that the instigator of this tradition (Smog) originally took his terminology from the KJV of the Bible.) :D
 
334. When, but for thy experience to said version of the Bible, thou wouldest have little comprehension of said "Shakespearian," otherwise and henceforth known as the language of the commune. The KJV hath proven itself useful for Duffering, though such is far from its intended purpose.
333. When thou knowest thyself to be of the commune, and the commune to be of thee, and that all winds do have bananas that in them fly. Thou therefore shouldest love bananas, and not the winds that do them harass.
 
332. I tell thee, no wind is pure nor desolate that doth dance with the bananas! And what lonely banana wouldst it be that liveth with the winds? Thou dost contradict thyself... which of course, is the tongue of the commune.

331. When thou hast a mortal fear of communes, but hide it nonetheless from fellow human eyes...

(Strange though this may sound, I'm pretty sure my Shakespearian comes neither from Shakespeare nor the KJV. :rolleyes:)
 
From whence hast thou received the Tongue, O Lossy-tree? From the mouths of the speakers of nonsense? O Treedom, these things ought not to be!

330. Dost thou not sense the loneliness that the winds do express beneath the hollow moon that doth the dark sky grace? How canst thou then think that a banana cannot be lonely in such a wind?

329. Thou hast not hidden it from fellow human eyes, for 'tis with our eyes that we this forum do read. Why shouldst thou state thy thoughts this verdant lawn upon? Dost thou wish thy mind to be taken from thee, and follow the wretched path that thy unfortunate brain hath taken?
 
I know not... Mayhaps 'twas the tales of King Arthur which Howard Pyle wrote of. Or mayhaps the occasional poem I shouldst chance upon. But I tell thee, though whence I learned this tongue first, I know not. But 'twould be no lie to say that I grew in fluency for the sake of mine fellow duffers.

327。*chaseth after butterfly-like brain*
 
Thou shouldest not chase thy brain! When thou lookest after thy brain, thou forgettest to consider thy feet. Aye--yonder thou fallest.

326. When thou comfortest the fallen Lossy-tree with the final battle in Macbeth.
 
324. When thou retrievedst the final battle of Macbeth from said Lady's appetite and strike the Lossy-tree's branches with it. For doth she not appreciate the walking trees in that battle--her own kin and fellow comrades?
 
323。Imposters! Thou offendeth all true walking trees... not that I claimst to be one, for all knoweth that I be but a duffer, with no treeness whatsoever.
 
I'll spare thee a lecture opon the relations of Hong Kong triads and Kung Fu novels, tho' thou desevest it not.

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(ah, the songs of childhood!)
 
318. When the sight of said numbers causeth thee to cry out in agony of spirit. "Arithmetic! Arithmetic! May fleas infest thy rationalism, and lice thy thoughts destroy!"
 
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