there can be some beauty in the way of the loser but there is always sadness

sadness is truth and truth is beauty. Do you see? ahhhhhh

No, truth is deception in the guise of a clown.

chickens are humans who have shrunk down?

prostitue are ladies about the town?

That is also true.

I hear that prostitutes are fairies who grant wishes in Inverness.

Its a shame you made me come back because I saw loads of them...

It may be the case, I have not seen any evidence of it myself

That is because I imagine you ahve no eyes only ant like feelers where your knees should be so you ahve to walk like a penguin, hence your obsession with them.

So you two have met then...

how so?

Just.

I said imagine... :roll:

Get lost slut-chaser.