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they packed the town into a big box and shipped it to southeast ohio they packed bryan adams into a box and shipped it to southeast asia they packed the baby into a box and shipped it to madonna drawn up with a silver pen the EPZs jurisdiction the cease fires declaration and the stockyards reopen for business the hundred thousand leaves shrouding the white house roar like a crowd, like a nation a few man's hands shake that sound like snake's tails rattling into a megaphone the heavy metal band pleads self-defense. they just play music. that's all they do they're not protesting except in a vague way against everything, they're not sure what perhaps the chaotic volume of their early adolescence a child bent around a pen is told to count the lima beans again he counted too fast a snarling dragon pulls up and he rides, concluding in a sorcerer's castle constructed of speedy fretwork and overbearing tablature the card game made us wizards, frankly, and we enjoyed it more than being what we were I throw the dice and the king's head tumbles with them into a basket a burmese girl sews the silhouette of a man performing a feat not meant for man into the side of a shoe that will wing you to heaven if heaven is as high as a slam dunk. boys in a park joust styrofoam swords a hand is folded behind the back to signify its heroic loss in battle. it is regrown momentarily to dunk a chicken mcnugget. in another park across town boys no longer **** each other for their shoes. jay z is in a booth with warren buffett and jerry seinfeld at daniel they are saving the galaxy the only one we have to save which nobody lives in anymore the forest is off in endor the snow belongs to hoth a boy fights a war in an afghan marketplace through his television set in hd and widescreen it's practically photorealisitic the guns sound authentic in 5.1 digital surround another boy fights the exact same war he wishes it did not look so real the internet, our new planet i shut the computer down 404: I am a file no longer to be found
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Feb 8, 2014
Feb 8, 2014 at 1:15 PM UTC
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they packed the town into a big box and shipped it to southeast ohio they packed bryan adams into a box and shipped it to southeast asia they packed the baby into a box and shipped it to madonna drawn up with a silver pen the EPZs jurisdiction the cease fires declaration and the stockyards reopen for business the hundred thousand leaves shrouding the white house roar like a crowd, like a nation a few man's hands shake that sound like snake's tails rattling into a megaphone the heavy metal band pleads self-defense. they just play music. that's all they do they're not protesting except in a vague way against everything, they're not sure what perhaps the chaotic volume of their early adolescence a child bent around a pen is told to count the lima beans again he counted too fast a snarling dragon pulls up and he rides, concluding in a sorcerer's castle constructed of speedy fretwork and overbearing tablature the card game made us wizards, frankly, and we enjoyed it more than being what we were I throw the dice and the king's head tumbles with them into a basket a burmese girl sews the silhouette of a man performing a feat not meant for man into the side of a shoe that will wing you to heaven if heaven is as high as a slam dunk. boys in a park joust styrofoam swords a hand is folded behind the back to signify its heroic loss in battle. it is regrown momentarily to dunk a chicken mcnugget. in another park across town boys no longer **** each other for their shoes. jay z is in a booth with warren buffett and jerry seinfeld at daniel they are saving the galaxy the only one we have to save which nobody lives in anymore the forest is off in endor the snow belongs to hoth a boy fights a war in an afghan marketplace through his television set in hd and widescreen it's practically photorealisitic the guns sound authentic in 5.1 digital surround another boy fights the exact same war he wishes it did not look so real the internet, our new planet i shut the computer down 404: I am a file no longer to be found
Madonna, Terrorism, Bryan Adams, Michael Jordan, Call of Duty, Outsourcing, Politics, Ohio, LARP, Math, Seinfeld, Chicken McNuggets
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Feb 8, 2014
Feb 8, 2014 at 1:15 PM UTC
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