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[12 Jun 2008|02:29pm]
I find we should all be entitled to have one obligatory corny joke at least every three months. Of course, the joke has to apply to the current situation, perhaps make another group of people feel like shite, but it must must not be actually funny. This is where older people and younger people differ in their jokes. Older people actually mistake their corny jokes for funny jokes. This is incorrect.

That being said: I thought murder was still illegal in the UK. Because I'm pretty sure the Harpies were murdered at the game yesterday.

Let me explain. They were not only murdered point-wise, but I would like to take credit for taking out Thomas and Peterson. Riley probably flew into a bludger. It's been known to happen.

Thank you for this interruption in your normal, everyday, boring existence. Proceed being murdered.
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000. [04 Jun 2008|07:28pm]
with burnt sage and a forest of bygones, i click my heels, get the devils in line. a list of things i could lay the blame on might give me a way out, but with each turn it's just front and center. like a dart stuck square in your eye. every post you can hitch your faith on is a pie in the sky, a chock full of lies, a tool we devise to make sinking stones fly.  )
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