Actually, that looks like a much more interesting story.
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She's afraid of the light in the dark
As I was drifting off to sleep last night, I had a sort of hypnagogic dream or fantasy in which I heard Johnny Cash doing a dramatic recitat...
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Following up on the idea that the pecked are no longer alone in their bodies , reader Ben Pratt has brought to my attention these remarks by... -
Disclaimer: My terms are borrowed (by way of Terry Boardman and Bruce Charlton) from Rudolf Steiner, but I cannot claim to be using them in ... -
I dreamt that a very large man walked into the lobby of my school. He was maybe six foot six and looked like he weighed well over 400 pounds...
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Probably a close relative of Wittgenstein's duckrabbit.
Either that or Carroll's Mock-Turtle.
Clearly, they are dancing burtles of the cookie eating variety.
Scaly hares? I'm not sure how I feel about that.
Fuzzy Wuzzy was a hare
Fuzzy Wuzzy had no hair . . .
. . . but Fuzzy Wuzzy had a shell
and found it served him just as well.
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