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Must be that time of night
March 21, 2015 at 2:16 am
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RE: Must be that time of night
March 21, 2015 at 2:31 am
I didn't think the sun ever set on the Divine Tiberius' empire. Wake up the Aussies and tell them to start posting.
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RE: Must be that time of night
March 21, 2015 at 3:03 am
Night? It's 8 AM where I live.
Speaking of which, why am I not sleeping at 8 AM on a Saturday?
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RE: Must be that time of night
March 21, 2015 at 3:11 am
Alcohol is the undoing of society. I need some pizza.
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RE: Must be that time of night
March 21, 2015 at 3:38 am
It will soon be Rob's Hour. Hide your sheep!
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RE: Must be that time of night
March 21, 2015 at 3:40 am
440am here and yet I'm wide awake looking at my phone
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
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