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.
Sunday, October 7, 2007
Gone Again - Doody Calls
I am going down to Columbus (this makes it week 2)to produce some videos and will not be able to Blog. I would like to leave you all with a little food for thought:
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there's a cream for that you know
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