like a watermelon
You can fix ignorance, you can't fix stupid.
Tinkety Tonk and down with the Nazis.
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like a watermelon
You can fix ignorance, you can't fix stupid. Tinkety Tonk and down with the Nazis.
after disco dancing
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in septic pus
The granting of a pardon is an imputation of guilt, and the acceptance a confession of it.
. Objections were heard
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regarding fecal get-togethers
Anti-intellectualism has been a constant thread winding its way through our political and cultural life, nurtured by the false notion that democracy means that 'my ignorance is just as good as your knowledge.' -Isaac Asimov-
but hilarity prevailed
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as the miasma
Anti-intellectualism has been a constant thread winding its way through our political and cultural life, nurtured by the false notion that democracy means that 'my ignorance is just as good as your knowledge.' -Isaac Asimov-
choked the newcomers
buttholes with detritus
The granting of a pardon is an imputation of guilt, and the acceptance a confession of it.
And then Jesus.
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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