I really really really hope that none of you ever have the craving for Hungry Jack's.
There'll be no more dipping of Scotch Fingers into tea.
There will be no more milkshakes, or mayonnaise.
There will be no more forming of circles.
Jeebus! Be afraid.
And when someone asks you whether you want to win or lose in an intruiging game. Run, just run. And never ever ever ever look back.









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"Almost immediately he dreamt of a beating heart. He dreamt it as active, warm, secret, the size of a closed fist, a garnet colour in the penumbra of a human body as yet without face or sex; with minute love he dreamt it, for fourteen lucid nights."
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"Please understand that, right now, I am concealing something from you... I want you to know that there are things that I don't want you to know." - Roland Barthes: A Lover's Discourse: Fragments (pulled from Chain Mail written by Hiroshi Ishizaki
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~ "it's a luscious mix of words and tricks" - the shins ~
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"Please understand that, right now, I am concealing something from you... I want you to know that there are things that I don't want you to know." - Roland Barthes: A Lover's Discourse: Fragments (pulled from Chain Mail written by Hiroshi Ishizaki
guess who is teaching,
in the room,
in front of me?
Hahahahahaha. Yucky thoughts. But yes, enjoy your holidays.
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"Almost immediately he dreamt of a beating heart. He dreamt it as active, warm, secret, the size of a closed fist, a garnet colour in the penumbra of a human body as yet without face or sex; with minute love he dreamt it, for fourteen lucid nights."
Hope physics was good, enjoy your break too!
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~ "it's a luscious mix of words and tricks" - the shins ~
whop.
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And now for something completely different.
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~ "it's a luscious mix of words and tricks" - the shins ~
I'd like to go to America now. And just go see bands. Can you build me a teleportation machine?
Please!
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"Almost immediately he dreamt of a beating heart. He dreamt it as active, warm, secret, the size of a closed fist, a garnet colour in the penumbra of a human body as yet without face or sex; with minute love he dreamt it, for fourteen lucid nights."
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~ "it's a luscious mix of words and tricks" - the shins ~
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