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On the way here, there were guns and roses,

  • On the way here, there were guns and roses, the exoskeleton of a hard truth, the journey of a thousand blinks, and San Francisco twice. You must know by now that I am your Guard An

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  • gel. "Oh yeah, you're my guardian angel. If you were, wouldn't you know that it is guardian angel not guard angel." Saying that, she began to tweet about it. #GuardianAngelnotGuard

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  • Once her tweet was out of the the way she returned her attention to this guy in her bedroom who claims to be her Guard Angel, Guardian Angel, whatever. "Are you gonna stop me from

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  • sending ANOTHER tweet?!""Oh yeah I am"

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  • "Why bother to respond to someone's thoughts with a justified argument when a tweet is all one really needs." "Oh yeah? Sez who?" "Exactly."

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  • Profound, Tweety Bird was. Granny smiled as she covered Tweety's birdcage & moved him to the parlor. "Hush now," she cooed. "No more social media today." Meanwhile, Sylvester

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  • was hatching a plan, yes a plan with so little digital influence that he could almost call it an original idea. He laughed and lisped about his own creativity to no one in

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  • particular, who was precisely who appreciated his efforts. In his mind, he stood on a pedestal but in reality he stood on a rickety dock made of rotting wood. His computer began to

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  • spout nonsense. The amount of calculation needed simply overwhelmed his 8192-bit quantum computer. Panic struck. He must leave this fantasy before his brain could turn into mush.

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  • "Quantum J-E-L-L-O Brain" they called it (until the whole Bill Cosby debacle, anyway). No, best just play dumb, he surmised. Wasn't it the human race who said, "ignorance is Bliss?

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