In the theme of how fucked we are, here's a little Yeats coming at you. A little cliche at this point, but what the hell:
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;...
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Also, be forewarned...rumor has it the hairless greek monkey is possibly returning for good. I predict a massive boom in the liver transplant business coming up.
so im sposta come bug you to join the 808 group if you havent already!!!!
do it do it do it.... or im gonna bug you...im buggin ya. bug bug bug...see??? bugging!!
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join! weeeeeee!!!!!
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