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Is anyone real these days? I died twice and I've come back and do forgive my errors although having died twice I insist I'm entitled to a clean slate and anyone who'd care to argue the point can meet me in The Incinerator. Haven't done 'cuttin' heads' for a while and I'm alive and <em>smokin'</em>. Got a few people in mind and I hope they're honest enough to meet me man on man. We gotta hang out somewhere after the US election and I hope it'll be VALIS although I'm sure they'll be annoyed at having to read more than every five weeks ... whatever is everyone doing that is more fun - except sex and I still haven't figured that out, but we are born virgins, right? I skimmed this thread - I do that a lot - and I guess I screwed up long ago by trying to be a genuine person instead of not ...

-- What matter a signature but for the moment, 'We all have our comfort food ...'

I guess when the full length article comes out, we can all write something worth reading.

How about a strop, brother. And if we allow that in time Mel Gibson could have directed some film again, then I should myself remember William Windom in a bathrobe and what the English might have been smelling after William Wallace had been fattened up a few days, and if we also allow that a few excesses can be taken here and there, then surely we'd also allow Schrodinger's Empty MTBochs, and what I could myself make in The Celestial Game of Hearts, and if you do not know riding bith and also riding bitch, then not knowing Olio would commend that Dalai Lama to me and never mind the upstart distant kin wherever they might be ...

--Robert Larkin/Robbydharma, and if Bochs would like me to box, then I'll just go back to The Incinerator, for sake of humanity, and simply know AmerenUE was served.

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