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/                       and god almighty i'll be "happy"                                             to be dead                      when this **** blows over...            i'd love to... too much of a drummer-boy though...          got an itch in my ear listening to the british grenadiers' march and had a though:       find a whistle! **** the flute! i'd ******* die for donning a bearskin cap than holding    a university debt agreement of queer piece of paper invoking a "concept"                           of a "degree"; papa was an enforced         representable soldier.... i?         well: i was supposed to become a chemist...    took the alleviating route...       and that they wrote more pop than i ever could?      surrender, herr stabsarzt!     herr! rufen! n'ah... having a chemistry degree on paper, but no profession to actualiße it?     survive the sewers,                       come the vermin corps. such be the thought:   so, graduating from edinburgh university...   do i wipe my *** with this, sir,    or pretend to roll a cigarette? or both? ja herrstasi! künftig-fünfstar! unterste aus die niedrig! good that i've learned english to speak such ****** east berlin german.
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Jul 9, 2018
Jul 9, 2018 at 10:01 PM UTC
bearskin cap contra degree papers
/                       and god almighty i'll be "happy"                                             to be dead                      when this **** blows over...            i'd love to... too much of a drummer-boy though...          got an itch in my ear listening to the british grenadiers' march and had a though:       find a whistle! **** the flute! i'd ******* die for donning a bearskin cap than holding    a university debt agreement of queer piece of paper invoking a "concept"                           of a "degree"; papa was an enforced         representable soldier.... i?         well: i was supposed to become a chemist...    took the alleviating route...       and that they wrote more pop than i ever could?      surrender, herr stabsarzt!     herr! rufen! n'ah... having a chemistry degree on paper, but no profession to actualiße it?     survive the sewers,                       come the vermin corps. such be the thought:   so, graduating from edinburgh university...   do i wipe my *** with this, sir,    or pretend to roll a cigarette? or both? ja herrstasi! künftig-fünfstar! unterste aus die niedrig! good that i've learned english to speak such ****** east berlin german.
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Jul 9, 2018
Jul 9, 2018 at 10:01 PM UTC
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