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Originally Posted by Kevorkian Logic
why? first of all I my cell is never on or charged. second of all I probably should elaborate that my friend and I write a hikus to each other like everyday on different subjects that come up and usually in Latin. It's ranged from door mice to Hannibal. And we keep them, except for todays that I kept as close to my heart as possible (and her the same), in my yellow legal pad of wisdom.
Dude, i'm sorry. Are you ok?
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yeah, ill be fine.
its just, jesus, its so shocking.
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that.
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