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Motto:
Get vibin'.
`Twas brillig, and the slithy Ukes
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the Eleeleths,
And the Mosiers outgrabe.
Get vibin'.
`Twas brillig, and the slithy Ukes
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the Eleeleths,
And the Mosiers outgrabe.
"Beware the Jabbervibe, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the veb-veb bird, and shun
The DestinyPower!"
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the veb-veb bird, and shun
The DestinyPower!"
Cretor took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the hampa tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the hampa tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabbervibe, with funk of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
Cretor left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
"And, has thou slain the Jabbervibe?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
lsl chortled in his joy.
`Twas brillig, and the slithy Ukes
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the Eleeleths,
And the Mosiers outgrabe.
A big thanks to hanz0 for the clan story.
The Jabbervibe, with funk of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
Cretor left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
"And, has thou slain the Jabbervibe?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
lsl chortled in his joy.
`Twas brillig, and the slithy Ukes
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the Eleeleths,
And the Mosiers outgrabe.
A big thanks to hanz0 for the clan story.
Last edited by Cretor; May 30, 2010 at 08:27 AM.
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