Thursday, October 18, 2007

Concept: Plaigiarism.

Eveready. Super Heavy Duty. Then why do you burn out after a couple hours in a smallish Memorex Discman? Whatever happened to the Walkman? Go for a walk, man. Guarantee: We will repair or replace, at our option, any device damaged by these Eveready(R) batteries, if the device and batteries are sent to: Eveready, PO Box 6056, Cleveland, OH 44101. It wasn't that long ago, just a few years in fact, that people worshiped Cleveland the president. The stars and stripes, they'd been swiped, washed out and wiped and replaced with his own face. But today, once again, people worship the president Cleveland. Some say that until the bugs appeared, it was a really frustrating game for the Indians. Picture me giving a damn. I said "Never. What, the bugs didn’t land on the Indians or fly in their face while they were trying to hit a 98mph fastball?" They swing and hit without a pause. I'm lowering my level. I'll never stoop to yours. Action is of the mind. The mirror of the mind is the face. Its index the eyes. Nihil est incertius vulgo, nihil obscurius voluntate hominum, nihil fallacius ratione tota comitiorum. O puer, qui omnia nomini debes. En el kyrie elysion. Because I didn't see the abyss of vileness. My obesity has swollen, swelled, strained at the seams, and burst out. Because it had gotten too fat. Baiseach! Aughwaighiea!

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