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@hastifliche

The wery hunter, slepinge in his bed,
To wode ayein his minde goeth anon

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I got so scared by left4dead2 that I emailed Chomsky to ask if zombies are possible. He said no, but after I sent him l4d2 gameplay he admitted it was maybe possible

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it's clear to me that he must have become incredibly maudlin as he stared drunkenly into the night sky for so long that his eyes widened greedily and his gaping maw opened to swallow the glittering moon....

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amazed to encounter this 1999 poem by one Jack Ridl. it's like the urtext of the twee, histrionically sincere poetry now predominant online. with minimal alteration one can easily imagine these lines being delivered by the love interest in a Netflix John Green adaptation

amazed to encounter this 1999 poem by one Jack Ridl. it's like the urtext of the twee, histrionically sincere poetry now predominant online. with minimal alteration one can easily imagine these lines being delivered by the love interest in a Netflix John Green adaptation
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Up early and well vittled at the public house of one McDonald, whom I gather is a rich man & quite pouerful, but presents himself in effigy in the person of a clown. And my lady Cardwell fondled me quite jollily beneath the tables there.