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Derk! The Harold angels sing. The muffin is my savior. Jesus lies. Pacific Islands. The screaming of fires. Rulers. Words. Meters. Feet. The magnetic field is the only field. If I could trust baseball, I would. But cereals, Vonnegut, lies. -ectomy. The ubiquitous suffix. Suffixes make the world hell. -ism, -itis, -like, -tude, cease your silly constructions! Constructions are power I will smash bye bye now
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Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 6:51 PM UTC
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Derk! The Harold angels sing. The muffin is my savior. Jesus lies. Pacific Islands. The screaming of fires. Rulers. Words. Meters. Feet. The magnetic field is the only field. If I could trust baseball, I would. But cereals, Vonnegut, lies. -ectomy. The ubiquitous suffix. Suffixes make the world hell. -ism, -itis, -like, -tude, cease your silly constructions! Constructions are power I will smash bye bye now
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Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 6:51 PM UTC
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