Seven was a good number to stop at, but I changed my mind, which I'm allowed to do. Changing one's mind is the bedfellow of lying through one's teeth, therefore, if Bush changed his mind everybody wouldn't care. Anyway, I'll probably stop at 9 because that's a good number too.
So I've discovered a word that justifies anything, and that word is: literally. I'm not joking, it literally justifies everything.
I intend to eventually post and attempt to analyze a poem by Gottfried Benn that I think you all should read. I'm writing this now to remind myself to post it.
That's it. Mazur, I dedicate this post to you for convincing me to change my mind.
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There was something about a deformed mutant with a giant head waiting for his mother?
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