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nonsensical
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jennifer
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991220
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Quintessensual
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Thank you. That's what I thought.
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991220
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silentbob
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absurdity
insanity
Completely jibberishisk and just plain flamboozled
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001121
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guy on shrooms
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absolutely the best in ether for the flavor student interesting pony whales the eagles formula stupid 19.43
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030202
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emails from work
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wonderland
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030715
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niska
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i got a pocket full of dimes.
wanna have a shower?
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030715
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ferret
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sounds good niska
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030716
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Strideo
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I stood in the center over there just off to the left eating decaffinated apple slices while I shriveled in the harsh coldness of the sun.
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030815
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paranoid martyr
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an excerpt of a mexican lullaby i sang to bobby yesterday
dormir, dormir
zapato
guarache
tirado en la calle
de san agustÃn
//trans
sleep, sleep
shoe
sandals
thrown away
in the street
of san agustin
?!?!?!?
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Cathexis
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oh to make no sense! to feel no grief!
that would certainly draw us from this purgatory...
why didn't you report this sooner? i suppose because i was busy feeding the dodos... but ive no right to talk to you like this... what is your name, sir? jack, if it pleases, your majesty... if it doesn't can i change your name? not sure at all. must you eat your cucumber like that? it's turning purple! oh, and look at the spots... he's coming down with the measles... well excuse me... do you blow your nose at us, sir? i blow my nose, sir. i know you blow your nose, sir. but do you blow your nose at us, sir? i blow my nose, sir. but i do not blow my nose at you, sir. well why not?! because it would be relatively uncouth. ah... i hadn't though of that... should i have? not entirely sure, your honor. blowing one's nose is not something i would normally think of. but what about the boxes? no, no, no. they're beachballs.
we're all mad here, alice.
that and sleeping on the sand until the light of a million doves' wings can rouse us...
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030818
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oldephebe
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just about anything I write
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030818
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shivers
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... delights
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030818
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nonsensical
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a mad tea party. a whirl of oblivion. silliness. a madness that you keep a secret.
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031124
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tryyoga
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If you ask me what this means, I know not the answer, I only know that I'm gonna be changing the mainpage.
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040314
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Robot
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why don't you make a pirate newspaper then ?
with colour and stuff.
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070423
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robot
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^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^
why don't they do that then, oh sorry, they are still making tanks...shit, i must be in gooo goo land.
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070718
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Strideo
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nonsensical_delight?
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070718
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:
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"That which does not make sense."
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070718
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no reason
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"that witch does not make sense."
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hsg
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nonsense_i_call_delight
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091118
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
from
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