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out every time the galactic ice cream supplies run low? Rainbow sprinkles won't feed no Vermont albatross, or whatever it is you kids call it these days. Why, I have a mind to

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Somebody is drinking my beer but I am here alone. The space station is closed for the day. Only I remain. I am the night Navigator this month. & I was only allotted so many beers.

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Maybe it was just as simple as saying I'm Paul and as I type this I am listening to Van Morrison's Into The Mystic. I am feeling fine, for reason. Beer is involved. You probably wo

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As I was just now drinking my beer I found myself wondering that if my beer ever went bad on me would I be able to tell it was bad? Who would I tell? Somebody should know right? It

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a hero. He never gets to be the hero. Just once he should be the hero. Who do I have to write too? The President? Gulch Day maybe. The Day Gulch saved the Day. It could be big.

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They tried to bring their head but ours had already claimed this world. The system refused to let their head through. That gave us the advantage in the head arena. It was now up to

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Going to go see the Muffin Man and see if we can bury the hatchet.I brought both hatchet and the shovel it will up to him to bring the ground. If we can't bury it, I don't know wha

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ture's son sitting beside a mountain stream singing a lazy song beneath the sun. Then, the fire station's Office Manager rushed in from the pouring rain...very strange to not find

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Which made him stand out and drew fire from the other submachines in the gloom. Somehow he remained wound free and the gun fire had died down as they emptied out their magazines.

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his advocating for a return of the stocks as punishment for certain crimes. One such crime was infringing the copyrights, trademarks, and patents of Millipede Fungus, Ltd. Shadows