7655496 typed this clinging to a ceiling fan while the room slowly filled up.
i aint lettin no one lead me around 'less they got a hang-down gorsh dangit
I have to wonder who 7897282 thinks they're talking to.
And the Heavens erupted in fire and the Lord spoke angrily, "'Just going to check my email' my ASS, you've been on that thing like four hours."
I do declare! All this work on my family tree is giving me the vapors!
I'll be frank: Whatever's happening here, I don't relish the thought.
The Remains of Bidet (James Ivory, 1993)
We might find we have more in common than we think if we just stop fighting long enough to combine our bodies into a singular organism.
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