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The five items I can’t live without:
pen-knife, twine, shoes, did i say twine?, and shoe.

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Lonely? Well, go fuck yourself.
No, I’m just kidding. I only secretly meant that. What I really meant to do was to impress myself upon you as if I were genial, benevolent, and genuinely interested in your love life.
So let’s just pretend I did that and move along.
Would you like to [...]

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Blogs about blogging.
The last, noxious whisp of evaporating reality.

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In the future, everyone but the wealthy will be very happy
In the future, everyone but the wealthy will be very healthy

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People who end sentences by saying “Period.”
I mean, thanks for the extra verbal cue, but I can usually tell when you’ve shut up by the fact that no more noise is seeping out from between your teeth.
Maybe I’ll start articulating all of my punctuation marks — for clarity’s sake:
Quotation mark. John [...]

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Glossolalia and a smoking handprop . . . no one does it better.

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