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The Sedai who cried Wolfe.
I hope it's not someone's decapitated head =\
*shakes head at people putting silliness in the Shoutbox
Now you're just being silly.
Each of us is all the sums he has not counted: subtract us into nakedness and night again, and you shall see begin in Crete four thousand years ago the love that ended yesterday in Texas.
The seed of our destruction will blossom in the desert, the alexin of our cure grows by a mountain rock, and our lives are haunted by a Georgia slattern, because a London cutpurse went unhung. Each moment is the fruit of forty thousand years. The minute-winning days, like flies, buzz home to death, and every moment is a window on all time.
The seed of our destruction will blossom in the desert, the alexin of our cure grows by a mountain rock, and our lives are haunted by a Georgia slattern, because a London cutpurse went unhung. Each moment is the fruit of forty thousand years. The minute-winning days, like flies, buzz home to death, and every moment is a window on all time.
That low grade sugar what for those hoopleheads or the type down the thoroughfare is of what I speak, Dan. Why is it that a man, brought up by his bootstraps who escaped that orphanage run by one Mrs. Anderson---that evil ****, turning children into tricks as I counted my coins, mother calling out from the ship with changed mind but unable to do a damn thing to stop it---cannot enjoy a moment of refined sugar without that madman of a Sheriff boaring through my door in half imagined offense by a comment made not 24 hours ago by me, in passing jest for his 'ins and outs' with that Widow Garret come finding pay in the claim what should have been mine; or that over-inflated Hurst (much like my own bladder, pained and annoyed as if he was the very stone blocking my own passage each morning as I gleet, miserably, into my chamber pot), coming to turn worlds upside down? No, Dan, I suspect you wouldn't know. Heavy is the crown or some other such nonsense. Where's the gimp? I need my coffee... and sugar.
At least it's refined sugar, unlike the less cultured kind.
If the reception that Arby's Orange Cream shake I saw is to be believed.
He's already full-on Jared Leto "won't be putting any more dope in that arm" by now.
Probably cold-sweat shivering in a corner as we speak.
He's already full-on Jared Leto "won't be putting any more dope in that arm" by now.
Probably cold-sweat shivering in a corner as we speak.
Wtf gives with all the pastries? Y’all like the pusher man, trying to get Yoda hooked on those refined sugars, yo.
G'morning! Rainy day here in Pittsburgh... like this is news?
Good morning, all!