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by Seano
on Wed Oct 21, 2009 2:36 am |
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If you were born and raised on some other planet in the Universe, in the galaxy of Gilese 581 or thereabouts, and you were walking along some alien beach one morning, and picked up a bottle washed up on the shore, and pulled out the message and threw it in the sea, (not that us Earthlings can't read pasa Gliese but it was a victim of interstellar moisture and illegible), so we found one last vessel in that strange and alien bottle, and after a Google when we got back from the beach, the letters on the cover were 'Marlboro', and there was only one unique cigarette, when in your past or perhaps in your future would you wish to smoke it?
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'The jewel in your clown...' |
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by cricket
on Wed Oct 21, 2009 3:26 pm |
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If we could climb the highest steeple,
And look around at all the people,
And shoot the ones not wholly good
(As we, like noble shooters, should)
Why, then there'd be an only worry:
Who would there be left to bury
us?
- Walt Kelly
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by Seano
on Wed Oct 21, 2009 9:13 pm |
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| Scary thought. Cremation and one last cigarette might go together, but the sniper on the tower with a smoke does get a bit sinister. |
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