Listen, I don't know, spit in the ocean, little pebble on the sand, lost out here in the stars, etc., etc., etc.,. Have you an allegory for resolving ennui? I think there's probably a word that's needed that describes resolve of enniu, like, schmepiphany, or, donkeycarrot, or vivapersonatus, or craeinne.
I'm still chock full of interestingness, and plan to deploy it....now. And ongoing,


Need I say it?!?! from the Glyphjockey collection.
See you tomorrow, my very, very, special bitches.
Lastly one more thing:
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From the GlyphJockey Collection

reverse here nice key chain!!

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First Rule: You Catch More Flies With Suger...

I don't think this guy really has any bargaining chip to be so mean - he doesn't even say "thanks" until the NEXT DAY.

You know, I think there's a kind of subtext to this scene that has nothing to do at all with triage during a venomous bite form a rattler.



My sainted mom would say, "That's not right!"

Alex Rocco kicks butt in general in Motor Psycho

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