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I was cleaning today and found some pseudo-kung-fu-tse (confucious) thoughts I wrote a few years back. I think they're pretty funny mwua-ha:

From one junky to another: don't take ANYONE'S advice.

So life left you sitting in a sandbox full of cat shit? Start a fertilizer company or something would you?

What a fat question to ask, so loaded and dripping with rhetoric, are you a sophist or what?

Love is a pop-up toaster oven with vibrator attachment included.

Yah. Eheh.