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.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Steel Your Vote
Uggh. Read this, see the Palast banner at the top of Poor Fool and click it.
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