footless videos

SCC #36.0 - "Jeliplasm" http://www.spore.com/sporepedia#qry=usr-plecostomus%3Asast-500009748231 Experimenting in handless, footless motion. :) This video was created using the Spore Creature Creator.

The footless version of the classic 7a+

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Me in my tight lycra leggings - And my favourite suede pumps. Love the gold trim on the leggings!! If anyone out there loves leggings and fancies a meet (get in touch x)

Matts best run all day i think!

The footless friend faces lifes trials...no shoes and the battle for love...

A footless friend is a faithful friend through and through...

More at http://www.sfetcu.com Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of earth And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings; Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth Of sun-split clouds - and done a hundred things You have not dreamed of - wheeled and soared and swung High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there, I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung My eager craft through footless halls of air. Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace Where never lark, or even eagle flew - And, while with silent lifting mind I've trod The high untrespassed sanctity of space, Put out my hand and touched the face of God. (Gillespie-Magee Jr., John, High Flight) ... and they all lived happily ever after? THE END (Film made by Dan Alexoae)

I guess putting ice on it reduced the swelling emencely. But now I cant feel my arm. Oh well, you live and you learn. And I have to go back and water her plants tonight! And it'll be hot as h*ll and my grandma wants me to wear a long sleeve shirt! NO WAY IN H*LL!!

Ronnog Seaberg reads her poem "Metaphors Are Danherous" while she and Steve Seaberg perform acrobatic illustrations to the poem. Cambridge Mass 1998. METAPHORS ARE DANGEROUS Metaphors are dangerous They take over and start to lead their own lives. I am a footless urn filled with oil, blood or wine. How artistic I am! How finr! I turn, I pour the liquid my metaphor. The metaphor is a danger It walks - a lost stranger into your bed and path, cleanes itself in your bath, starts a war to defend a metaphor. A wife turns unto a whore what for? She is merely a metaphor. You can buy it in any store. Not him, not you or she! But the metaphor is me. Wrapped in smoke Head under hood It is not a joke. Barely understood Stripes, bars, cross, hammer or dragon - it sails with any old flag on. Ronnog Seaberg 3-27-1998