Saturday, October 13, 2007
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Lear: And my poor fool is hanged. No, no life? Why should a dog, a horse, a rat have life, And thou no breath at all? O, thou wilt come no more, never, never, never. Pray you, undo this button. Thank you, sir. O, O, O, O.
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shouldn't they have paraded right over to the canned beans aisle, then over to the raw kidneys, then bagpiped their way into the frozen peas section?
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