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Illusions of shameless abundance

degenerating into an uninturupted sequence of hostile encounters

Blessed Holocaust of Tolerance
29 October 1963
We just moved back to the Bay Area after 6 months in Las Vegas (ugh!). Finally, a decent paying geek job.

“Moo!” said the cat as it ran through the fields shouting, “Look at me, I believe I can die!” before it ran into the wheat thresher. As blood spilled everywhere, Percy looked down at the decapitated cat's head and said, “Would you like to try that again?” He lay there, silent.


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