Should two star crossed lovers become so entwined, it would so not be tragic.
a-hem, from Wikipedia: In general, a node is a localised swelling
(a "knot") or a point of intersection (a vertex).
In light of that first one, care to correct your statement?
♫ When the night has come/ And the field is dark
And the pods are the only eyes we see
No I won’t be afraid/ No I won’t be afraid
Just as long as you stand by me, pease? ♫
♫ As soon as you’re born you are greenish and small
and since you have no eyes you can’t see at all
Till the pod is so big you feel bursting to fall
Working class pea-ple is something to be… ♫
♫♪ There are peas in the southern field
And if ever you decide you should go
You’ll see a sight of some sweetness, honey
Down the seven visions road ♪♫
(If I saw a nickel, son, for every time I’d heard that, I’d have dime vision … in both eyes … which would make me see a double … and lead to being four eyed … and in no cents innocent of making nonsense … and eye’d water them beans with aqueous humor … crying shame …)
Oh Peas! How cornea can you get????
When Irish eyePotatoes are smiling
They steal your hard beets away.
Eye think we just have to find some good pod-tential in it…
Iris we could. I’ll leave this one in your petit-pois.
We’ll have to use a little vision and string something together.
I lentil my vision to my sleep. Now my head’s foggy.
*Looks around for glasses and coffee*
You’ll be vine as soon as you get hold of those beans. I can see you’ll bloom soon enough.
Eye see what you did there and it does Apple-eye. Eye heard that those can put you in a state of vegitation.
*Turns to nearest headset junkie*
Hey, sugar – snap out of it!
You’re right, can’t get ‘em out of their shell…
♫♪ Baby peas don’t go
Baby peas don’t go
Baby peas don’t go, down to New Orleans
Eye know how voodoo go ♪♫
We’d better a-peas the eye-pod, or we don’t know what kind of legume it’ll have in cold-store for us.
Yeah, you don’t want to go Pisum off the eye-pod…
We’ll just have to sativum-ate it with a colorful bit of ceremony out in the field – can you lens me a little eye of newt?
I concave to that idea, but I won’t be able to get the eye of newt until to-maro.
Just make sure we catch that spirit blind before it mangetout.
We convex this beast yet!
Oh, pease – pudding that thing out of commission will come to fruition soon enough.
Just so you know, I have ways of getting my tendrils into that text.
Where else can you get your tendrils?
Should two star crossed lovers become so entwined, it would so not be tragic.
To correct my statement, you’ll notice how only part of my stem fits in my avatar…
Hehe, perhaps that’s enough peanuts talk…
Well, if you think it’s getting too steamy…
Alright, one quick one before I leaf…
*Hugs*
Gonna have to shell out some major green for that.
(You’d think folks would learn not to Mendel with those kind of dominant powers.)
^ a smooth one who sometimes likes to get 25% rough
(…nice to add a bit of playful texture to ones recess-ive traits.)
^ thinks up genie tricks outside the poddle
*genie dance*
(A little fun allele you of all your ills.)
...I dream of guardian deities or spirits which watch over each person from birth...*mrwpheus ♥*
(I dream of flying over the city in my own mecha-kitty suit.)
(My Dream’s inheritance is his own genie-us.)
So that’s how pod people look.
I thought they looked just like regular people, except that they don’t snow emotion.
That’s true of the mutant shell peas – but some of them can stir a lot of fry-ght with their fierceness.
YET ANOTHER STUPID COMMENT NOT MAKING ANY SENSE
ah … poor Uipeepee … urine over your head
Agreed, with a hearty “yowza!”
If Uipop needs to pee with his own kind, he can get his Phil of the bathroom jokes at the bottom of the page.
We hate to Uipop your bubble, but we all understand each other just fine. On the other hand, what the Hell are you talking about?
Pod saved the queen –
She ain’t no human bean
Well, that’s a sovereign bit of vitreous humor…
Yes, but there is no vicia in England beanland.
She’s a Has-Bean???
♪♫All we are sayin’……
Is Give Peas a chance ♪♫
♫ Imagine all the pea pods
Seeing a life of peace ♫
♪…and we all China (beans)
Like legumes, the stars and glycine.♪
♫ When the night has come/ And the field is dark
And the pods are the only eyes we see
No I won’t be afraid/ No I won’t be afraid
Just as long as you stand by me, pease? ♫
y’all are hip peas
♫ As soon as you’re born you are greenish and small
and since you have no eyes you can’t see at all
Till the pod is so big you feel bursting to fall
Working class pea-ple is something to be… ♫
♪♫ Cause Eye got a Peasful, easy feelin’
And Eye know I’m small, green and round….♪♫
But Eye’ll be tall, green and standin’
In the ground ♪♫
nice … Eagles, aye … takin’ it peasy
♫♪ There are peas in the southern field
And if ever you decide you should go
You’ll see a sight of some sweetness, honey
Down the seven visions road ♪♫
EyePod Eye saw a Puddy-Tat!!!!
I spy with my little eye a benzedrine-y tweetie-pie.
Is a peeping eyePod sort of like a beanstalker?
Sorry – I don’t know Jack about Beanstalkers.
(If I saw a nickel, son, for every time I’d heard that, I’d have dime vision … in both eyes … which would make me see a double … and lead to being four eyed … and in no cents innocent of making nonsense … and eye’d water them beans with aqueous humor … crying shame …)
^ goggles the mind with the quick-change act…
^ requires many extra cents of perception to act as one and be scene too
^ clairvoyantly ascertains the rate of exchange of complicated con-currency.
Note to giants:
Fee, fie, fo, fum!
Don’t eat Tim, he’s too much fun!
Thanks for being my Golden Goose – appeasement policymaker
You want a goose, sugar bon, you got it…
*goose*
*giggle*
*super kitty runaway*
As long as it’s not a wild goose – those can raise an eye or two!!!
*peeks between vines*
I really thought this was gonne be a Black-Eyed Peas joke before I scrolled down.
♫♪ Let’s catch amnesia, forget that those eyes look evil
Forget that those eyes look evil, that peas feed ya
We’re one pod, y’all… ♫♪
If at first you don’t s-s-see … try … tri … treyepod.
That’s a very pod-uctive way to look at it, o green one.
Thank you. I have stuttered at a number of fine learning establishments … like three of ‘em … I guess you could say I’m educated in three ways.
And I have fluttered at a number of pine-yearning entanglements… much-like, free to whim… I guess you could say I’m enamored with free ways.
But I have buttered up a number of discerning high intellects… like we have to them, I guess we could say we indoctrinate by psyche ways.
Eye gotta pea.
Pod’n me sir.
Saw it already: http://tan47.deviantart.com/art/Eye-Pod-93346680
Cirno approves of this pun
This kind of pictures are really disgusting.
Queasy peasy?
Haha I thought these were cores from Portal 2.