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| seems any ol' doofus'll do |
| y'all come go with us. |
| nobody: "that weapon will replace your tongue. you will learn to speak through it and your poetry will now be written with blood." - from the movie "dead man" |
| words and sounds and letters and shapes and you and him and me and color and light and dark and care and hate and sex and math and .... oh wait, no not math. |
| when did the lemons learn the same creed as the sun? - pablo neruda |
| don't be a stranger now. we got biscuits, sliced tomatoes, summer melon, boudin with steen's cane syrup, milk, fried chicken, mashed potatoes with lumps, green beans, collards, yellow squash,sliced cucumbers, deviled eggs, lima beans, white bread, peach cobbler, and buttermilk pie. |
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| emotionally addictive newly expanded ! because i'm a dork ! |
| it does not matter how slowly you go so long as you do not stop. - confucius |
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| sooner or later, all vagabonds discover that something strange happens to them en route. they become aware of having wandered into a subtle network of coincidence and serendipity that eludes explanation. on tiptoes, magic enters. —ed buryn, vagabonding in the usa |
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| [Middle English, from Old French, from Latin articulus, joint, article, diminutive of artus, joint (translation of Greek arthron, joint, article). See ar- in Indo-European Roots.] |
| ooohhhh! |
| the ol' pizza pie!! |
