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These greedy cocksuckers ( and their supporters ) should remember the wise words of Lewis Black.
I wonder how that works. Obviously, a fast response time is part of a firefighter's credo, right? So, when a call goes out, does the fire chief have to burn costly minutes to go call the city manager to see if the person had paid their fee? Just absurd.
These greedy cocksuckers ( and their supporters ) should remember the wise words of Lewis Black.
Quote:[b]I've never understood why the people of france chopped off Marie Antoinette's head.
I wonder how that works. Obviously, a fast response time is part of a firefighter's credo, right? So, when a call goes out, does the fire chief have to burn costly minutes to go call the city manager to see if the person had paid their fee? Just absurd.
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We have lingered in the chambers of the sea | By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown | Till human voices wake us, and we drown. — T.S. Eliot
"... man always has to decide for himself in the darkness, that he must want beyond what he knows. ..." — Simone de Beauvoir
"As if that blind rage had washed me clean, rid me of hope; for the first time, in that night alive with signs and stars, I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world. Finding it so much like myself—so like a brother, really—I felt that I had been happy and that I was happy again." — Albert Camus, "The Stranger"
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We have lingered in the chambers of the sea | By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown | Till human voices wake us, and we drown. — T.S. Eliot
"... man always has to decide for himself in the darkness, that he must want beyond what he knows. ..." — Simone de Beauvoir
"As if that blind rage had washed me clean, rid me of hope; for the first time, in that night alive with signs and stars, I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world. Finding it so much like myself—so like a brother, really—I felt that I had been happy and that I was happy again." — Albert Camus, "The Stranger"
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